I cried with blood dripping down my face, chest and arms
"Fuck!" I exclaimed
after being dumped by Katherine at the dance, I went out and fought everyone in sight EVERYONE, it didn't matter who the fuck they were, I was angry and sad all I wanted was her, but I couldn't have her so getting fucked up by a bunch of people was better than the alternative
I need to get some coke
no, I couldn't, I just crawled back into bed and cried myself to sleep.
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I called it fun, they called me addicted
Teen Fictiona teenage boy addicted to many substances falls in love with a girl, who seems to be the answer to his problem
