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"It's real shit. It be like that sometimes." He turned his body to face the parking lot now, lighting another cigarette. Only one - singular. "I'm taking my fucking guard down, do the same." I didn't choose to be an addict - but I did choose him. I would do anything to protect that // [smut, cursing, drug use - and i'm talking about real drug use bc i was a heroin addict for five years]
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