High Times: The Brutal Truth About Dating A Weed Dealer

I was sitting in my parents’ basement and waiting. I was trying to let the time pass. I kept telling myself, ‘Relax, Haley. Breathe. He will eventually be here, and everything will be OK.’ But it wasnt OK. An hour had passed since he said he would be there. Itwas the third time thatweek that it

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