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(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Feels like I'm loathing in Las Vegas
Haven't got the vaguest, why I'm so lost?❞︎
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𝐒𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐱'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯

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It's been a month since I last seen my dad,it's kinda my fault he left really.

I should have never argued with him,I made the situation worst.

"It's been a few weeks where have you been"Leviana spoke pushing me."Home"I answered.

"You weren't gonna text or anything"she said as we started walking out to the food court.

"No, what are we eating for lunch"I asked."Panda express"she sighed.I nodded and we went over to the booth and got our food.

"So is your mom like still upset"she asked."Not really it's over my dads gone"I spoke sitting down.

"Gone?"she asked sitting beside me."He left he went to Paris"I stated."I wanna go to paris"she smiled.

"Of course you do, your rich go to paris"I commented."Actually I'm not rich middle class actually...I came here on a scholarship why do you think no one likes me because I'm not prissy and spoiled like the rest of you fuckers is just a mask I put on to fit in"she explained.

"so why do you have on four hundred dollar shoes"I asked."I stole them"she whispered.

"What?!"I whispered yelled."I kept getting bullied so I stole them I needed to fit in"she stated.

"I understand, we are going to the mall today I have everything so I can spend it on you"I stated.

"Nahh I don't like when people buy me shit"she said."I'm giving you the money so basically your buying it yourself"I responded shrugging.

"My moms black she's gonna tell me to give that shit back"she laughed."Ahh well shit hide it"I said not having nothing else to think of.

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