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#vaporize
I love the sound of fresh papers as they come crinkling and crackling out of the package, the aroma of citrus and earth, sweet smelling grass, the sensation of stickiness, dulled spikes of fresh stems, the sight of red orange flames lapping up crisp white paper, of translucent gray smoke whisping out of the small opening of a pipe's mouthpiece, the taste of wisdom, sage, and ash, vaporizing my insides, filling my lungs and brain full of poetic fumes; I love to break you down, roll you up, set you ablaze, and inhale you, vaporizing my insides, filling my heart and brain full of poetic fumes. I love to get high off you; I don't want to ever get clean. Let's roll another.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
Consumption