Am i Okay?
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"Do you like hurting people, humiliating people and making them feel like shit. Does it make you feel better in anyway, Rain! Because this is not a fucking joke and you don't know how this affects me! Or maybe you do but you just don't care! Why don't you care about me?! Why?! I love you, Rain!" Maddie screamed at me.
I took a puff of my cigarette and blew the smoke out in her face.
TW: swearing, self harm, drug addiction, abuse, toxicity, family drama.
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