Stories tagged with "weed"
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Punch Belly
“I told that fool off. Then I had to get up out of there.” Andre meekly replies to Cheryl, his younger sister, as she grills …
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10$ spent; Every drag for you
“She holds it high, to her mouth.”
A drag for every moment
I begin to remember, memorys of you
I spent this 10$
On poision
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Smother Me
Charlie and Lola danced across the screen like it was a circus trapeze. The sickly sweet smell of pot was biting into everyth…
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Forrest Stones.
I closed my eyes and inhaled as deep as I could. The smoke twisted and turned in my lungs. I fought the urge to heave.
I hel…
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It Smells Like Christmas
Vanessa met us at the sidewalk, clearly drunk off her ass. “Welcome, friends. I trust you’re ready for the grand tour. Poker …
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On The Edge
There he was as always.
Clad in worn jeans and a denim jacket, with unkempt hair, and a smoldering weed wedged in a connivin…
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The Suburbs.

Dad waited until I was in the car, strapped down into the seat, and riding at a speed of eighty miles an hour down a busy fre…
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Daisies
No one knows why I love daisies the most.
Out of all of the flowers Mother Nature has to offer, why do I love the weed?
I c…
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One more smoke
