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Feb 2019
You are crying. There is no one around but you. You are dying for some happiness. Smoking a joint filled with the best **** in town but your tears are making the wrap soggy and so fragile it breaks in your hand. A knock on your door. Your friend is here to cheer you up. She talks and talks and all the thoughtful words sink deep into your skin. Your heart begins to race while she expresses her favorite most frightening memories with you. You are getting hyper and having such a blast! You decided to invite some more friends. Quickly a party starts to emerge and you cant seem to get it under control. You are scared from all the riots and things breaking. The party is no longer in your hands. The cops arrive. The friend is *******, the party was an overdose. and the cops didn't make it in time.
This was a time in my life when I was at a weak point. I am sharing to let go of the past and start a new.
Gizette
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Gizette  F/new jersey
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