This is terrible.

Sometimes I went to the mirror, but he lived there. Closed my eyes but he lived. Even when I shut my lids I couldn’t sleep. That was the worst. Wanting sleep and not being able to have it. That’s when I called my dealer for more. A gram or two in a baggie. Then Friday would disappear.
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Annelise Lords
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Aug 2, 2024
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This is terrible.
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Written by Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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