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    𝐏𝐨π₯𝐨 𝐆 - 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐞π₯𝐲 𝐇𝐨π₯𝐝𝐒𝐧 𝐎𝐧

    "I'α—° α’α‘Œα”•T α—·α—©α–‡Eα’ͺY α•ΌOα’ͺα—ͺIα‘Ž Oα‘Ž. Tα•ΌIα”• α’ͺIα–΄E GET α”•α‘•α—©α–‡Y α—©α”• IT GOEα”• Oα‘Ž. α—·α‘Œα–‡α—ͺEα‘Žα”• α—―α•ΌIα’ͺE α—―E α‘•α—©α–‡α–‡Y Oα‘Ž. I α—©Iα‘Ž'T α‘­Eα–‡α–΄Eα‘•T, α”•α‘­α—©α–‡E α—°E Iα–΄ I'α—° α—―α–‡Oα‘ŽG. α•ΌOα‘­E α—°Y α”•Eα‘•α–‡ETα”• GET α—·α‘Œα–‡IEα—ͺ α—―α•ΌEα‘Ž I'α—° GOα‘ŽE. α”•Tα—©α–‡Iα‘Ž α—©T Tα•ΌE α—―α–‡ITIα‘Ž Oα‘Ž Tα•ΌEα”•E α•ΌEα—©α—ͺα”•TOα‘ŽEα”•. Tα•ΌEY KEEα‘­ Oα‘Ž Tα–‡Yα‘Žα—© TEα—©α–‡ α—°E, α—·α‘ŒT I'α—° α”•Tα–‡Oα‘ŽG. Tα•Όα—©T'α”• α—―α•Όα—©T YOα‘Œ α—―α—©α‘ŽTEα—ͺ TO TEα’ͺα’ͺ α—°E α—©α’ͺα’ͺ α—©α’ͺOα‘ŽG..." .・。.γƒ»γ‚œβœ­γƒ».γƒ»βœ«γƒ»γ‚œγƒ»γ€‚.

    Xaire was depressed. His mom died recently so he got a tattoo that said: β€œMama, you taught me everything but never how to live without you. I'll miss you forever. November 21st, 1986β™‘June 24th, 2024”. The worst part was the way she died. Somebody laced her blunt, which led to her lung cancer.

    So normally, Xaire gets over things by smokin, he was scared to do that now. He'd stay home and stare at the wall for hours. No food, no water, no nothing. He got distant from you and everything else. Then one day, you had enough of his behavior. It wasn't unusual, but it was unhealthy.

    You went over and knocked on the door; no response. So you climbed up to his room window; empty. Then you thought: β€œmaybe he's in his mom's old room”. You climbed up to her window and saw him wrapped up in her blankets.

    You gently tapped the window and he looked up at you, eyes red and face wet

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