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there's disgust in my eyes and i can't breathe his mom comes in and sees the bongs and the cigs and fourteen year old girls and a fourteen year old boy and a twenty year old man and me she smiles and closes the door and i can't breathe because this is normal here and she got high with them last night and she probably will again when i'm long gone and i can't believe this is your life and i feel sick to my stomach and it has nothing to do with the skunk in the air but with the "mother" downstairs and the deadbeats, the broken, and the painfully innocent up here
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
"Wow, The Parksley Life Starts Young"
there's disgust in my eyes and i can't breathe his mom comes in and sees the bongs and the cigs and fourteen year old girls and a fourteen year old boy and a twenty year old man and me she smiles and closes the door and i can't breathe because this is normal here and she got high with them last night and she probably will again when i'm long gone and i can't believe this is your life and i feel sick to my stomach and it has nothing to do with the skunk in the air but with the "mother" downstairs and the deadbeats, the broken, and the painfully innocent up here
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
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