I started smoking weed because I had heard of a magical place inside my mind that became instantly unlocked. It was true, for the most part, and I liked the out-of-body sensation pot gave me. I don't, however, like how it destroys my long term memory and real-time situation-evaluation (like, I'll hardly have any idea what's going on around me). It's a nice escape, whether alone or with a group of friends.
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I'd hit it.
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