Sweet Dreams, TN
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"Do you ever just, stop fucking talking," Harry says shoving me off of him and jumping down from the hospital bed.
Do I ever stop talking? He really has some balls, I'm here to fucking help him. I work here, it's my job. It's not my fault he keeps overdosing.
"Will you ever stop doing drugs, maybe we could avoid each other better then" I smile while I say it.
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