welcome to my life ;)

Shiiiiiiit, this white boy must be out his damn mind. Ain’t nobody goes for the bottom jenga piece. Ain’t nobody

People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret road maps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere.

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