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Found a ziplock bag of Norwegian Shag tobacco my ex left behind, I rolled it all into a bunch of spliffs. The smell is weirdly comforting, I don't think I ever thought about how synonymous it was with her in my head. I don't even smoke spliffs/tobacco like that but I guess this is my life for the next month or two. Bumping while high and weirdly nostalgic. Pic related, she looked (and, to a fault, acted) scarily like that girl from Watamote.