Guilt #3

Woke up feeling guilty. Leftover high from last nights dickin around w her ridiculous vape pen and walking in parks unknown. She was angry I had to go. Sounded so familiar the plea. How I broke away I don’t know. Too early to face her again, but it can’t be helped eh. That’s the life. 

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