"I'll stop, but it's not today....I don't wanna feel my face, I don't wanna feel my face, look I don't wanna seal my fate." - Rod Wave✨
A story of three friends masking their insecurities with false personas, what's new? Drugs, sex, lies, money, wh...
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Xeona Walker: Detroit, MI.
"So what you do just sit in the house all day?" He asked sliding the weed from the scale into the small sandwich bag.
This was maybe the eighth or ninth time I've shopped with this guy and he's persistently tried to smoke me out since.
Grabbing the clear bag I shrugged. "I'm a self proclaimed lonely stoner."
He let out a stifled laugh before he muffled "That's boring...live a little."
Dude was indeed fine; dark skinned, nice lips, teeth, and smile. I didn't want him thinking I was trying to hoe him, but now just wasn't the time for me to be getting to know anyone new.
"If I'm being honest I just ain't been in the mood to be around people lately."
"So what you depressed or some shit?"'
Drawn back a little by his bluntness, I raised an eyebrow. "Why? You a therapist or some shit?"
Smirking, he cocked his head to the side squinting at me. "I've heard I can be therapeutic from time to time."
"Yeah alright...I'm a hit you when I need some more weed." I tried to hide the smile forming on my face as I turned on my heels heading inside the building.
"Just hit me up." I heard him call behind me.
Making my way down the hall I noticed the vanilla aroma from the candle I left burning in the living-room lingered. Smiling, I unlocked the door taking in a huge whiff.. I'm not sure about anyone else but a clean apartment with a good smelling candle always made me feel better.
Setting my keys on the holder, I kicked my shoes off, and immediately went to gut the gar.
I lowered the stylus onto the Lofi-Jazz vinyl before taking my place on the beige sofa to roll up.
This is what I did for fun and I enjoyed every minute of it. I simply adored sitting in the living room listening to chill music or watching Netflix, eating snacks while peacefully smoking crud. My apartment was chic, earthy and cozy fully representing me.
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