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I brought the cigarette up to my lips, and inhaled the toxins. Smoking was a thing I couldn't live without. I needed my cigarettes daily. If I missed a day, I had horrible withdrawls. I was the resident bad girl at my school Oak Hills in Minnesota. I'm Stacy Lokehair. My first name makes me sound like a fucking angel, but trust me; I'm sure as hell not. So don't try and make me seem like one. My parents wanted me to be one, but Sweetie, no way in hell would I ever be caught dead being called an angel.
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The Bad Girl Who Smokes
Teen FictionI brought the cigarette up to my lips, and inhaled the toxins. Smoking was a thing I couldn't live without. I needed my cigarettes daily. If I missed a day, I had horrible withdrawls. I was the resident bad girl at my school Oak Hills in Minnesota...
