I’m scared of what my life will be in the next 10 years. I low-key don’t want to be alive by then. My mum keeps saying that I won’t succeed if I keep living like this, but I don’t know any other life. The only bad thing I know I do is smoke and she doesn’t want me to have friends but I don’t know how I’m meant to survive. I just want to make it, make her proud. I hope I do …

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