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He works, and smokes, and skates a board, finds every waking day a chore. His dealer says he knows the score -he'll have a 20s, maybe more. Takes drugs so he feels less ignored in social circles acts the lord, in every conversation, bored. Since, of himself he's so unsure.
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
one of the boys
He works, and smokes, and skates a board, finds every waking day a chore. His dealer says he knows the score -he'll have a 20s, maybe more. Takes drugs so he feels less ignored in social circles acts the lord, in every conversation, bored. Since, of himself he's so unsure.
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
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