A Year to Remember

A Year to Remember

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A collection of transcribed voice memos and a few photos. Excerpt: New Recording 3 October 30, 2019 (02:29) Driving Alright, I'm starting a new thing. I challenged myself with filming every day of my senior year. After about a month I ran out of storage on my phone. It's been about another month since that happened so now I'm going to do vlogging on here. Everyday. It'll be a challenge because I don't really have shit that's happening... life is life at the moment. So, I'm gonna start off with a question: How do you know when you're too fucking high? How do you know? You know that you're too high when you start praying. Like the moment you start looking up at the clouds and you're like "make this go away" you know you went too far. When you feel it, and you'll know when you feel it, you'll just be there, and then it's like... abort mission, this is too damn much.
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