Never Think Twice, Got Nowhere To Go
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- Parts 3
MatureOngoing15m
Last published Fri, Apr 15, 2016
I took off my jacket and hung it over my shoulders with my hoodie hanging on my head. I shivered and scooted back against the wall. The alleyway was dark right now, and the street light kept flickering. I pulled my jacket closed around me and slept with my head on my knees. I knew that all my worries i didn't check off the list today, they would become worse tomorrow. But i didn't care.
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