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Mar 2021
and just when i thought i had enough
i feel every part of myself ascending
this isn't love
this is the hardest **** ive ever smoked
high on lust
and baby
we've still got an ounce to smoke
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cal  19/Cisgender Female/ya motha
(19/Cisgender Female/ya motha)   
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