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I collect real stories from people and write them out in a book i am working on, but i have problems writing. So I push harder to become better at it. I hop you all enjoy the things I write and hope you can all share a story with me.
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Another late night post, and with music ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13ad95Ul-vg ) Injoy!
The past has its victims in the present, for what you do may later pay you in full.
He sat in the room alone, playing the same song over and over again. He only got up to pick a drug of choice, he had a hole store to pick from, but the only one that stood out to keep from relapsing back into reality was pot and even then he mixed it with other narcotics. All to escape the sad and awful truth; that he is failure in everything.
He failed in school, in work, and even his relationship.
Stuck in the past he takes hit after hit from his pipe. remember the most deepest of memories, with her. Laying down on his bed kissing and holding each other as if they would lose one another if they didn’t. He remember the love they mad and the passionate dirty sex they had. As love always has lust, and then its lost.
Yes the only guilt he feels is that his lust went to far… far enough choke her and kill her… and his guilt when as far as to bury her under his old home and every time he comes to this horrid truth he takes another hit of his pip
The past has its victims in the present.
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