Relapse.
It happens.
Sometimes it feels so good, the adrenaline rush for the adrenaline ******
Sometimes you hate yourself more than you did before.
The sweet yet incriminating taste of relapse.
It happens.
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 2:44 PM UTC
Relapse.
It happens.
Sometimes it feels so good, the adrenaline rush for the adrenaline ******
Sometimes you hate yourself more than you did before.
The sweet yet incriminating taste of relapse.
It happens.
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