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As I sat in the dingy Dollar Tree parking lot at 1:03 AM on that Friday night, it was then that I truly began to question my existence. With my black-out drunk best friend sitting next to me, someone's blood on my jeans, and a half empty beer bottle sitting next to my bare foot, I contemplated way more than my brain should have been able to handle at that moment. Who was that dude? How did I get all the way to the Dollar Tree on the other side of town? And what the hell did that kiss mean?
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