I smoke at night to ease my mind. It helps to connect me with time. Never to escape but to reach a consciousness you can't explain.
A true bud smoker using it right.
People pop pills left to right but never making sense of what's inside. They give us pills to run and hide. Anxiety and depression is on the rise. Suicidal thoughts are the effects of every drug on the market. Throw shade on every buddah lover bc of some shit the government made up back in the 30s.
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