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My mom found a box in our garage that was chalked full of my past. Isn't it kinda funny reminiscing on things you thought that were meant to last? I sacrificed so much and gave everything I have, only to realize that in the end, it's all smoke and ash.
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
Smoke and Ash
My mom found a box in our garage that was chalked full of my past. Isn't it kinda funny reminiscing on things you thought that were meant to last? I sacrificed so much and gave everything I have, only to realize that in the end, it's all smoke and ash.
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
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