January 2012
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Mother and I, we always had a complicated relationship we couldn’t really explain. Whether she was throwing a fit, or throwing a feast, she was a very bipolar mother, to say the least. She was probably the most hardheaded person I’ve ever came across, and there was barely ever an argument she had yet to lose. She was definitely a trooper though, with a record of three car accidents,...
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Writers Block
I suffer dat
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I awoke to find my nightmares weighing against my reality.
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This life of mediocrity
One day, it’s going to smother me.
