I'm Laughing, I'm Crying. It feels like, I'm Dying.

(Ruwaida tilted her head and peered at her friends curiously "why do we BLAME society when WE ARE society?" She asked, taking a puff of the [Marlboro] cigarette Angelo was passing around. "Cause' we're just emotional kids who put all our hope in the fact that listening to high tempo songs makes us feel alive" Clarissa replied "Yupp" Angelo joined in "we're just living in the thought of tomorrow, and that's hardly living at all" he snatched his cigarette away from Ruwaida, he knew she didn't smoke, why was she trying to be someone she wasn't? Tashmika and Clarissa didn't smoke either, they hated the very smell of tobacco. "There's just some questions we never know how to answer , til our lives flash before our eyes on our death beds." Tashmika said in a saddened tone, trying to soften the blow with a fake smile "hey can someone pass the Doritos?"...)