Monthly Archives: November 2014

Compulsion, just a compulsion, nothing more than a compulsion!

I looked in the mirror and felt hate for what I saw: The same shit that had carved scars in my arms as a teenager; The same shit that took amphetamine, up my nose and in my veins, ┬áto forget … Continue reading

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