I went back to them. I went back to snorting the white powder and smoking the illegal substance. I did it to numb the pain. To distract me from my real addiction. The younger girl with brown eyes and long, dark hair. She was my drug. But without my drug, I make bad choices. Among my share of regrets, losing her was the thing I regretted the most. I lost my drug. And I'm not sure if I could ever get it back.
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Camren One Shots
Fiksi Penggemarcamren is dead so i don't really write these anymore. also, i wrote these when i was like... 12. but i'll leave this here for your reading enjoyment (or for you to just cringe at because my writing is quite literally a pile of shit)
