the miserable life of a miserable teenager
chapter five - nicotine addict
“Can I hit your headie?”Inhale the smoke that bursts my innocent bubble.
Exhale the smoke that makes me feel less lonely.
Putting my mouth where others have been.
I thought if they hit my vape,
we were friends.
But when the juice runs out,
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They don’t care about me,
they care about my vape.
They got me addicted for their own benefits.
Selfish bastards.
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