Alcohol

"Girls like me don't run away from home."
Matty laughed.
"Girls like you also shouldn't be talking to guys like me."
I watched as he took a drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke back out of his mouth.
"Girls like you shouldn't have to be fake happy."
A homeless man across the street had a permanent frown, which made him look very unapproachable. Every person that walked by didn't have a smile on their face, their mouths were in straight, flat lines.
"I bet everybody here is fake happy too."