Downhill
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Last published Mon, Sep 17, 2018
She wanted to say that she couldn't blame herself, and that anyone would turn to some sort of outlet given the shit that she had been through. However, another part of her scolded herself.
'Don't try and justify your shitty habits, Blue Jay, that's how you circle back to them.'
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