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May 2014
The addiction: Imagine a place where you could escape from the place where your source of pain first began; Home.
Me: This sounds quite extravagant. How come I’ve never heard of this place?
The addiction: You have my dear but it wasn’t advertised as what it truly is. You see the escape is drugs.
Me: How do I get to this amazing place?
The addiction: It’s easy you just have to stay committed. But like most things there’s a price to pay.
Me: How much?
The addiction: Not how much. It’s how far you will go to stay in this paradise.
Me: Just the drugs?
The addiction: Yes, just sign your name on the dotted line.
Me: Okay. (Signs name)
The addiction: Your free now do whatever you like, but just remember it’s our little secrete. I have to go now but enjoy your stay. And remember you can always find your way back home. You know the way
Shelby DiPatrizio
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Shelby DiPatrizio
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