Love And Marijuana

Love And Marijuana

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 14, 2016
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Romance
There he was........I saw him, I didn't see what everyone else usually see's when they first look at him like his tattoos, piercings or his pockets filled with drugs. I looked deep into his beautiful blue eyes and I saw so much more, I felt like I was looking straight into his soul well what was left of it. Underneath his darkness I saw even more hurt and sadness, and for some reason I wanted to fix it. But then someone else came and changed my whole mind set on who I wanted to be with and I'm just.......stuck.
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"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

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