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as tyler sat on his tattered couch, he inhaled the smoke that circled around him. it smelled of a mix between weed and cigarettes, one of his favorite scents.
he jumped at the sudden pain that blossomed on his neck, only to realize he accidentally scorched himself with his lit cigarette. he quickly pressed the ashy side on to the tray next to him, before discarding the now useless stick.
he leaned over and grabbed a tiny bag and emptied the contents of it on to a dirty, scratched mirror. then he picked up the rather large razor that lie next to it, before making thin lines with the white powder.
he rather took a liking to coke after his long-term boyfriend got him into it. however, it's become an addiction he can't beat ever since he left. he didn't only leave tyler with a broken heart, but with a drug problem and empty pockets.
he quickly shook the vile man out of his mind as he rolled a ten dollar bill into a tube shape. he leaved over, hovering just above the cocaine covered mirror.
3, 2, 1...
as the bill came in contact with the powder, tyler inhaled deeply– trying to get as much as he could. as he removed the straw, he wiped his nose from any excess coke that might be lingering. he also did this to ease the discomfort that he felt in his nostril.
he shook his head mercilessly a couple times out of habit. he then sat back and waited for the feeling of ethereal to kick in. his eyes trailed down to the lines he made.
they read;
"miss you so much."
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a/n:
hi just to clarify, i don't condone drug use n' shiz. i just wanted to test these waters and try to get more experienced for future reference. drugs are rly bad and you shouldn't do them!! (unless it's weed, then thats not as bad- as long as you're not doing it everyday/week). <3
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