A Year (Mostly) Without Weed

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I smoked weed until I couldn't anymore. It was that simple. My lifestyle change was about as ceremonious as taking off a shirt. I didn't binge myself into disgust or somehow hit rock bottom on THC. My bleary eyes facilitated no hardship, my insuppressible giggles yielded no tragedy that put everything into perspective…

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