fuck the police.

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     I've gone dry, but my bathroom floor is totally soaked. The police said Ryder is no where to be found.
     "You're the fucking police, find him." I remember telling Officer Barker
     "We are trying our best miss." He replied
     "We will find him, Layla" my best friend Skylar assured me. It didn't help though. I know what she's thinking. She thinks he's dead. She thinks he's gone and some buzzards made his body disappear. I know he's alive. I can feel it. If he wouldn't have gotten into the goddamn business, he wouldn't be in this mess. But he's out there, I know it.

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