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forget the drugs. yeah, they’re going around and yeah, they’re pretty dangerous, but they don’t take as many lives. stop searching kids’ lockers and start looking for the deeper stuff, the things that leave heavier inflictions. yeah, i know it’s nearly one hundred degrees outside, and there’s girls in here wearing long sleeved sweaters. they’re hiding something more sinister, something that can’t be measured in kilos.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
(to the cops working undercover at my school)
forget the drugs. yeah, they’re going around and yeah, they’re pretty dangerous, but they don’t take as many lives. stop searching kids’ lockers and start looking for the deeper stuff, the things that leave heavier inflictions. yeah, i know it’s nearly one hundred degrees outside, and there’s girls in here wearing long sleeved sweaters. they’re hiding something more sinister, something that can’t be measured in kilos.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
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