Alcochol Stories

How neighbourhood reflect my life. And how my room radiator completly sums up how mental ilneeses are often treated... Mostly writing about my own life cause most of it I focused on observing others...

Richard and his good friend Steward go to enjoy one of many club nights in their lives, filled with alcochol and drugs. (Finished) No, this story does not contain having sex or making out. Mention of drugs, alcochol, sex, overdose and guns i guess. I just had a midnight idea. Sorry for any bad grammar, english is not my native language and i am only a twelve year old lol (tbh if ur gonna say: 'uhh ur too young', then flip flop off please, i just wanna write bullshit like this alr.)