Smoke

by marina14   Mar 17, 2011


There's this thing called weed i could marry it i would die for it weed is my life just roll it up and take a hit it will take away all you're worries people my lungs are filled with smoke but it I'll die smoking it

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  • 13 years ago

    by Lost Innocence

    Nice...odd...and seems personal..but nice:D

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