I give my greatest effort and scrape by with barely enough.
He gives his greatest effort and it's never even close to enough.
I live off of cigarettes and cheap motels.
He lives off of dumpster scraps and a pile of blankets under a bridge.
I'm not proud of my life, and neither is he.
Little did we know, both of our lives were about to get a whole lot worse.
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clockwork 》l.h au
Teen Fiction"Everyone wants the truth but no one wants to be honest."