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I lit the pipe and inhaled. For the very first time, I was high. High as a ************ I leaned back, my body melting into the back seat of her jeep. She was older than me, a lot older. She was funny, experienced but not too experienced. God her hair was so long and wavy it made me dizzy, she made me dizzy. She smelled like cigarettes and vanilla, sang like a bird. **** I wanted to kiss her. She was so funny it made my stomach hurt, and made my mouth want ice cream. All I was to her was a friend, maybe someone she got high with outta pity. Someone too young. To me, she was so much more. An awakening, an ache. My first girl crush.
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May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 1:03 AM UTC
Girl crush
I lit the pipe and inhaled. For the very first time, I was high. High as a ************ I leaned back, my body melting into the back seat of her jeep. She was older than me, a lot older. She was funny, experienced but not too experienced. God her hair was so long and wavy it made me dizzy, she made me dizzy. She smelled like cigarettes and vanilla, sang like a bird. **** I wanted to kiss her. She was so funny it made my stomach hurt, and made my mouth want ice cream. All I was to her was a friend, maybe someone she got high with outta pity. Someone too young. To me, she was so much more. An awakening, an ache. My first girl crush.
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May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 1:03 AM UTC
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