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the miserable life of a miserable teenager
chapter four - lowlife
I did the best I could with what I was given.
Pierced my nose.
Smoked some weed.
Swallowed a little molly.
This is who I am now.
Started off trying to fit in,
Now I don’t even know who I am.
It was fun, till it was embarrassing.
It was new, till it was old.
I’m just another lowlife, like everyone else. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
Why’d I think I deserve some sort of recognition?
When I’ve never overcome anything in my life, without the help of a draining substance?
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