In 2008, a friend of mine was apprehended for felony possession of narcotics. I was also high, but managed not to get arrested.'
An officer actually slammed his door open, bruising me on the hip. That was the closest call in my life. My friend got 90 days, and I was let go.
It was traumatic, and I've not done much of anything - compared to what I was doing, I'e been doing smoke, LSD, Shrooms, and whatnot, but I'm still good
If you don't want to place last, just try to win based on your writing and art. Hopefully it'll work out for you, too.
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It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
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