Several months back, when I told my sister that one of the reasons I’m planning on moving out of South Carolina is because where I’m moving to (Puerto Rico) has a medical weed program that I’m eligible for since I have Autism and ADHD, she told me that medical weed was laced with fentanyl.
I was taught by a police officer in grade 4 that if you try weed, even just once, you will never be happy again. If you score a goal in soccer, you won’t feel good about it. If you do well on a test, you won’t be happy. They straight up told us that weed floods your happiness receptors and burns them all out, leaving you to never feel happy again.
Jokes on him. That happened to me LONG before I started smoking weed.
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