the miserable life of a miserable teenager -
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I just need a friend.
A hug.
A shower.
A joint.
A baseball bat.
A life.
I’m alright though, haha don’t worry.
I’m a loner, by choice, right?
Couldn’t even tell you if I want company.
Somedays, it’s all I need.
Somedays, it’s the last thing I need.
Nobody wants to wait long enough for me to figure it out, so I stay in the dark.
How could somebody be willing to spend their time with a bummer, a lowlife.
If my time was spent with another soul, maybe I wouldn’t have time to be depressed.
Or maybe, they’d leave me more broken than before.
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