Calum
People always told me that smoking would kill me, that it would slowly take my insides and ruin them. People always warned me to quit while I'm young or die when I'm older. People always tried to take my cigarettes and burn them in front of me, trying to show me that it wasn't worth it. People would laugh at me whenever I tried to explain my thoughts to those who wanted to listen.
People have torn me down and told me to stop what I was doing, to be the coward they were and run. People would laugh at me and say that I was just a kid.People would say that I'm just a kid who had no place to talk as an adult.
Maybe they were right. Maybe I am just a kid. But I am a kid who's got big plans that no one understands and I've got a shot. I really have a shot.
I find it quite entertaining how people love to tear me down and watch me build myself back up, that too with my cigarette. My cigarette is one thing I'm not giving up. It was there for me when people were assholes about the stupidest of things.
People will bring you down for no reason. People will hurt you no matter what you do. People are jerks that deserve the company of themselves. People will fight you. People will judge you no matter what. But you know what?
People were wrong.
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hii guys :-) I've started writing again and I have no idea if this is a good idea tbh, but I'm starting it anyways so yeah. The second chapter should be up soon :) tysm xx
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