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You smoke, to forget your stress. You skate, to get rid of hate. becoming weird, being indifferent, someone against the normal people look you as strange, someone ridiculous in society. but little did they know of what you have inside, why you kept in hide.
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 10:48 AM UTC
SK8TER BOI
You smoke, to forget your stress. You skate, to get rid of hate. becoming weird, being indifferent, someone against the normal people look you as strange, someone ridiculous in society. but little did they know of what you have inside, why you kept in hide.
// A pic on tumblr brought me thoughts. (http://24.media.tumblr.com/9bfdbf9bfd6c7f7073a924d74aab0f58/tumblr_mo53ltKlDm1s22k6eo1_500.jpg)
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 10:48 AM UTC
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