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One week after the suan to stalk ht maybe it was over Maybe I’d proven

I’d shocked my own self with my sudden and fierce will to live My eyes had been opened that night in New York City I was meant to live and fulfill a purpose They’d taken so much from me already--my former dreams and aspirations I refused to hand over , despite elic side

Ravenous for life, I’d searched for trouble with a sort of desperation If there was a party, I was there I drank soot three piercings in one ear and two in the other, plus a belly ring, and let the &uu as it stayed blond Very blond Because blondes hada blast

Funny thing, appearances

"Will you irl called out

I smiled

I’d made up a shot at a party and nanature drink, requiring the drinker to lick chocolate syrup froave a disappointed tsk with a sht But I’ll ood, don’t worry"

They cheered, and I was ashaot froe, sto on a show under the stress of a de above the people behind et rid of it, the better

And I was in luck At the bottoe were two trays of Jell-O shots

"Well, hello there," I said, pulling them out I had no idea where the party host was or if the trays were being saved for so in particular, but none of that mattered I held up the blue beauties and said, "Jell-O shots, anyone?"

They all hollered with exciteed on by the de the partiers becanated drivers reached for shots Curfeere forgotten Hands felt for bodies that weren’t theirs to touch It hurt to keep a surgling cackle rang in un

I ith thu behind my eyes and a dry mouth I reached for the half-full water bottle bythe contents when the events of last night floated to the surface ofA drunken kiss in the bathroo sick in the bushes outside Argu and wanted to drive anyway A guy fro to his car with his girlfriend, Ashley