You know, even if you think smoking is okay, I don't, and that's that. And you said your friend got suspended for smoking, which I guess in your twisted brain is cool. No matter how you got this delusional, I don't care.You can't make me choose the wrong path so that you're not alone.
You can bully me and my friends f you want. You can call us "Goody-Two-Shoes" all you want, and I won't stop you, but I won't listen either. I probably won't ever see you again, but please, don't call anybody that or tell them smoking is okay. I may not have budged for you, but others may be more flexible and innocent. You have chosen the wrong path, and that's your choice, but it doesn't mean you can force others to make the same decisions.
You can't push me to be what I'm not. You can make me one of the middle school girls who smoke in the bathroom. You can recruit your minions and get them in trouble, but you can't make me do it too.
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