Save Me D.h
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  • Parts 26
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Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2016
Mature
Some go to gamble, some go to get cheap sex on a late night out, Even twisted people go there to torture innocent women and sell their innocence to perverted older men for a smoke. 
       Most go there to buy and sell crack, I wish I was going there to buy crack. Becoming an addict would hurt me much less than what my life has become in the past months. Throwing it all away and shooting heroin in the back of a Duncan Donuts would be much less heart wrenching than knowing that MY girlfriend is suffering.
    this place is buzzing with strange people. It looks empty but once you look deep into the shadows you can see the faint outline of the people selling their souls. Some say the devil likes to dance, and I've got a date. Here goes nothing.
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