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Sep 2013
Inhale the THC, blow out smoke
Get a rush then **** brain cells.

Do it again.

Grind with;
Party with;
Sleep with;
Boys.

Do it again.

Experience new things, new things like:
Drugs, feelings, and life.
Feel the chemicals and flavors working away at your tastebuds
Gently gliding into your lungs through the thick smoke, through you nasal cavity, or in through a needle.

Should I be safe?
Nah.

Why should I?
No point.

Get your friends, and grab a guy do crazy things till the day you die.
Emily Mary
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