this group is about chewing on your lower lip in a parking lot, getting groped by the sfpd in the alley beside the mab, going to the hell hole, hating flipper and the mutants. running away from home instead of trying to explain what those bruises are on your arms, lying to all your frineds, not having any more friends, sleeping outside, and being glad those days are gone.
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