Moments that couldn't go unwritten

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Basically, I don't write anymore. But when I do, you can bet on your life it was because I was extremely moved, had an epiphany, or high. One of those three.All Rights Reserved

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June 25, 2019
Fri, Jul 5, 2019

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June 25, 2019
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I was tiered of my life. I was never happy, and I hadn’t been for a long time. I just couldn’t get that night out of my mind. It haunted me in daytime, it haunted me at nighttime. And if I ever did get the memories out of my head, even if it was just for a moment, some idiot would have to come up and ask me about that night. So really I had no choice but to leave. I was only gone for a couple of weeks, but my life changed completely.

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