We're trying. We're all trying.
But, it's just too hard. We can't stay away, no matter how hard we do try.
It's too difficult. It's become something we rely on, something we have to do.
Just to make it through the day. This is no longer a want, or something that makes us feel good.
Of course we want it, and it makes us feel great but it's become how we survive.
Slowly, it becomes all consuming. It's taking over our lives, taking control.
Until we have nothing, and no one left.
This is an addiction.
And our last hope is a rehabilitation center.
You basically understand, yeah? Any questions, ask.
Be fucking literate. If you can't handle that, you can't handle roleplay in general.
Be at least eighteen.
The setting starts out with us at the bus stop. We're waiting to be picked up and brought to our destination.
We're past the point of being trusted to make it there on our own time, in a car.
Romance is encouraged.
If you want to me pair, suggest it. If you've read this, tell me whether or not you want pairs.
Sometimes it makes things a hell of a lot easier.
Two characters minimum, boy and girl please.
Be creative, I'm not going to hold your fucking hand throughout this.
Profiles below, anyone can join. Please do.
Grace
I smoke, but lung cancer is the least of my worries.
Popping pills is what I'm all about.
19
Avery
I'm an alcoholic, no big deal.
21
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