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My mother told me cigarettes were bad, I smoked them and kept them in my school bag. I never liked to listen to their advice, Instead, I chose to pay the price. I was cold and ashamed, to the people who gave me my name. Now I'm stuck, addicted, and about to abrupt. Im a quiet and simple but this time im going to interrupt Because ive been ruined and I did my first cut.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
Ruined
My mother told me cigarettes were bad, I smoked them and kept them in my school bag. I never liked to listen to their advice, Instead, I chose to pay the price. I was cold and ashamed, to the people who gave me my name. Now I'm stuck, addicted, and about to abrupt. Im a quiet and simple but this time im going to interrupt Because ive been ruined and I did my first cut.
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
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