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Mar 2018
Creaky door
Old cardboard
Young boy, Alone
Aerosol poisons
Catacomb blue
Dripping.
Dripping.
Dripping.
Nose close
I.n.h.a.l.e
More.
I.n.h.a.l.e
Aerosol elixir
E.x.h.a.l.e
Despair Gone
Creaky door

β€œAre you ok?”

I’M FINE.
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For now.
bryan james tedrick
Written by
bryan james tedrick  32/M/Santa Rosa, CA
(32/M/Santa Rosa, CA)   
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