The Wrong Guns
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Devam ediyor, İlk yayınlanma Kas 01, 2015
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What do you do when you don't belong anywhere? Right now I hate my life. Everyone around me seems to be busy with what they pretend to be is more important than our peace of mind. Just today I had an argument with my Grandfather. He's bipolar. Sometimes he's preaching peace and harmonious in the moment. Then he has more days when he's intolerable, bossy, and nothing is ever good enough for him. Earlier today I decided I couldn't take it anymore. I left. I wanted to never come back, but running low on cash and sleepy, I used the last two dollars and fifty cents I had for a swipe. It's 2:49 AM, trains take forever this late. . . .

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