They were all right. All he cared about was getting high and hanging with his buddies, I was a second option for him in his life. He only came to me when he was drunk or high and looking for someone to play with. This whole time they warned me but I was too dumbfounded to realize they were right.
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Short Story"She was crying over him, he was making another girl laugh."
