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Money, power, glory
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Ongoing, First published Apr 22, 2016
Non ero una ragazza depressa, mi piaceva cambiare stile...modo di vivere e di essere. Non di conseguenza dovevo essere una ragazza triste e senza scopi.
Sogni nel cassetto? Nah, obbiettivi. Perchè le cose che volevo fare le ottenevo, non le desideravo. Se un qualcosa lo desideri, tende a starsene lì a marcire dentro la tua testa. Se una cosa la vuoi, la cerchi, la trovi e la conquisti. Questa sono io o forse dovrei dire ero io. Sì, prima di cadere nella profonda buca della droga. E la luce appare così lontana...e il buio così imminente. Improvvisamente più nessuno è pronto a tenderti la mano. Sei solo e triste...hai paura. E dici 'fanculo tutto' e ti tagli. Tutto nel normale, niente di particolare. Routine. Fino a quando quei tagli diventano troppo profondi e quelle pillole troppe poche. Quindi ne prendi delle altre e affondi la lametta. Mix perfetto. Pranzo? Pillole. Cena? Pillole. Siringhe nel tempo libero. Ma la vita non la vivi mai. Ciao, sono Cadence ed ho diciassette anni.
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