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Smoke builds in my lungs to curl out from under my lips. ‘Hold me in your arms, please. I want to feel secure in my life. I smoke weed/dabs to feel secure in the notion that I have access to utter peace instantly’. Breathe in.
Smoke builds in my lungs to curl out from under my lips. ‘Hold me in your arms, please. I want to fe...
Why I Need To Stop Smoking and Start Living
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