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Do you ever get over the ones that ‘got away’?

How often do we randomly get hit by an old memory of a person who is no longer in our lives? How often do you hear a random tune, see an overly specific color, read a poetry line or smell…

I am a Bangladeshi Girl, and I Smoke Weed. Here’s Why.
I am a simple, naïve, typical Bangladeshi girl. I was raised to believe that people who smoke, drink or do any form of drugs are evil. And I had legit reasons for believing that, because at that point in my…