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Arrived with a fully paid education, looked like he was dragged there from the street. Bleached hair with roots growing, entitled look on his Ken face. Johnny was a pain in the ass.
TOhere was little hope.Tut past the safe waters I was shoved, the feeling of choking and drowning already coming over me as I swam away.
he loss of items I held so dear to me, that served as placeholders for faces and memories long forgotten in my mind.