Woah, that's the lamest story I've heard in a long time... But that kinda goes to remind you that you have to smoke in safer places, or something...
1- Police. Paranoia, buzz-killers, hell, just remove 'em from the picture, and you'd be good to smoke without bad side-effects. 2- Conversations...
Ahh, such a lovely story. One day, just a few months before I started smoking herb, me and two of my friends, Brian and Heather, went to the park...
Cleveland, yo.
Music- Anything with a very fragile, vibrating sound, or very very heavy, profound core to the song. It makes you see things in a new light,...
Correction, yes you have, but it wears off over the hours, so nobody has a chance to notice.
And I'm Lindsay's boyfriend.
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