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#Past memories

These words are for you, my past memories. You made me who I am today. The bad happened for a reason. The good did too. The ugly just topped the cake like oversweet icing I wanted to puke so badly before it turned my stomach into a churning mess. I look in the mirror and…

Note to Self (233) Turning Tables

One step down the street, fast pace to a safe haven, I want home. My stride takes me to the room, where I find the seat I usually pick every time I go there. I come here when I don’t want to face the familiar crowd, when I want to remain sheltered in my own…