I aware of my addiction almost controlled by it as inhale and Exhale the smoke it at all goes away you may as ask what and I say everything whatever was bothering me controlling my thoughts it goes away the past the future all that I'm in is the moment kinda not really that's a lie I'm always in my mind no escape but I feel comfortable in my mind finally at peace and when I lose that peace I spark another
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Non-FictionEssays of traumas which will either help me grow or continue to be my downfall guess I'll never know(I keep the typos in cause I'm not perfect and neither is my story) is Wrote the beginning chapters when I was 16 Mabey 17 I'm 18 now about to be 19
