in which the lost will never quite be found

and i hope i hold a memory; maybe as the guy used to love - maybe as the guy cheated on - or maybe the guy you just fucked up.

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Lucy has terrible parents. Mom smokes, Dad drinks, And neither of them care about Lucy at all. Eventually, Lucy runs away. Now she must face the biggest threat to her life alone and hopeless.

Madi's slumber party is suddenly terrorized by a harmless dare.

I write my thoughts as they come to me. I am not a writer, an artist. Just a woman who writes her random thoughts down and thought maybe others feel the same way I feel. And well that would be cool to know - that I am not alone in my thoughts.