the miserable life of a miserable teenager
tw poker

Grandpa taught me how to gamble, young. I used to gamble with

fake plastic chips, every now and then.

Now I gamble with

my life, daily.

How’s that for change?

Every time I inhale the dancing smoke,

I hope that may be my last breath.

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Then again, and again, and again.

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Stubborn. Like me.

Understandable, I guess.

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