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True Crime, Weed, & Leggings: Making Consent Matter in a Hookup Culture
Canna Flavor of the Day: Homegrown Blue Dream in a joint. Music Vibes: I'm Good-Jelly Roll I finally got to enjoy a thunderstorm & sat outside until thunder cracked just above my head. I jumped so high I nearly fell out of my chair. I yelled at OM to follow & I was out! I have way too many trees to sit outside when the storm is that close—I’m not trying to be the Wicked Witch of the East. I’ll keep my evil, witchy ways, but I don’t need a house taking me out so someone can
Ash Rae
Apr 124 min read
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