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and last time i smoked weed was may 7th... did i pass?

A Summertime Elegy In my mind’s eye, I see your radiance. Simply bestowed upon you, effortless. Golden complexion and platinum hair, Traits which I do not naturally share; But in memoriam, I do my best. Who will coax me out of vapidity? My new friends are empty, like I’m empty. In the...

Glass I thought I was someone else, and realized my calamity too severe to transcend. Even the deepest of these thoughts harden, crumble, and become painfully self aware. Whatever meaning I had, so tortuously acquired, (composed of a million fragments) was made to dust by your laugh blown...