Over the Edge
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Last published Thu, May 21, 2015
"You think I was always this crazy? Crazy enough to go through with half the things I’ve done? Well, I wasn't. Once upon a time, I was as normal as everyone else. Wheels turn, one thing goes to the next, and now here I am in a car, with the smell of dyed hair and bleach. All I know now is there is absolutely no way I can go back to where I was before.
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