"Are you high!?" The boy said looking in my blood shot eyes. I'm the type to get high, but this time I wasn't..I was crying, but I hoped that no one noticed. I looked back up at the boy with dreads and said, "No, are you crazy it's the middle of the day, that type of stuff is for late at night."
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just a chaotic groupchat with the boys
2006-2013 eras
yes some of the traumas are mine so I have use this as coping.
(tw) SA, drug use, alcohol use, physical abuse and suicide.