You'd think with the amount of things I read when I was younger I would have been more creative with myself, but there's always so much going on, it was more like... a lulling, snatching something kinder when there wasn't enough alcohol to drown things out, and I wanted anything else to sink into, that sort of thing. Not so much as a teenager, but in my early twenties. Most of when you knew me!
( you know if he reflects on this at all it's going to be pathetic so how does he make himself not sound pathetic? )
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( you know if he reflects on this at all it's going to be pathetic so how does he make himself not sound pathetic? )