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Shut the hell up

You stupid bitches

You’re in Junior High, You don’t know shit about drugs

Blah blah blah but but I’ve done Bliss and Coke and smoked and might of even tried a bit of Ice

Seriously.

Shut up.

I’ve got friends who shoot up on a daily basis, who blow through 500 bucks in one night.

Sure you think you’re cool

You like the feeling

You like the crowd

You like the definition “druggie”

You’d never admit that though

Fuck drugs. 

Give me cigarettes

and I’ll be

Sweet.

I just realized something.

As much as I hate the silly Tumblr rants I see much to often.

About your “superior” reasoning, or the thing you “hate” or an epiphany you had.

I just had a little epiphany of my own.

I realize why I’m not sure I like you anymore.

You’ve turned into everything you “hated” last year.

You can say I’ve changed as much as you want.

And it’s partially true. 

but not in the way you think

I’ve changed the way I act around/towards you because you’re different.

(this might be wrong, Not that you could convince me though) 

I don’t change as much as other people

For some reason, I’ve stayed pretty much consistent throughout these last 3 years.

I refuse to adapt

Oh fuck. Incoming darwinism.

TO THE SHELTERS!!!!

*nuke*

Sweet.

You. All of you.

You say you know, You say you understand, You say one thing

But you don’t know shit.

You know who you are

The girls that my friend has done “ever-lasting irreversible damage” to.

Jesus

Suck it up.

I’m really tired of you victimizing yourselves and pointing the finger.

You know who you are

Seriously. 

Chill the fuck out.

just be 

Sweet

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