PSA:
If you rate my looks or body without me asking you to rate it, that is rude. I guess I’m a 6.5 out of 10. People are real shitty. Why should we live up to ratings? Do people think how hard it is to be positive about yourself, and accepting how your body looks?
Idc what you look like all you ladies are a 10/10 ❤️ I mean it
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summary: morel gets knov to smoke weed because his friend is insanely stressed all the time. this is 100% crackfic. the only adult thing here is weed.
wc: 436
Purple Haze
Knov’s cap was pulled down low, his eyes glinting underneath. He shifted uncomfortably. “Are you sure about this?"
“Absolutely. It’ll do you good.” Morel took another contemplative hit. He was surrounded by an array of equipment that Knov had never before encountered: a small, squat cylinder, pieces of parchment paper(?), and what looked like a pile of dried grass clipping. Knov reminded himself that it was weed, and he shuddered. Marijuana was still illegal in Yorknew, although technically decriminalized. When his friend had first suggested it, he was shocked. To think that the single-star Sea Hunter was a… a stoner!
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bad medicine is killing me.
I wont lay down, I wont give in.
bad medicine is killing me.
some pieces have gone missing…
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