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After deciding to give up weed, I steal my mama’s antidepressants; but I don’t steal enough, so now I’m back on weed: an essay

Then I text my stoner cousin how I think ima smoker now; which took me awhile to lean into, mostly due to asthma. But there were these years I kept remembering not remembering. The years where I hibernated and forged what people are now calling the beginning of my career. Which isn’t inaccurate—I’m still nowhere… Keep Reading

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