My brain is stuffed full of everything I want to address, need to address, and frankly should most likely forget all together. I have wanted to write for days now and each time I pull anything open to do so it slips away. The only break I get from the headache is driving around at night blasting music and talking to myself.
I forgot to call Matt back...damn.
This town is pure poison for me at this moment. To many old temptations and memories.
NEED OUT...again...isn't this why I left in the first place?
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