Words from a loved one to a drug addict.
This is about life before leaving the kitchen as a career. Late nights and Coping with stress with drugs and alcohol
How rough are the tides of life?
and where do they take you?
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As I pray to the Lord, I have complaints about my crazy life.
Your identity is stolen. Your familes, friends and even your lover doesn't know you and instead accepts the fake 'you' as you. In a world where your existence is nothing and you're no longer you, that is my fear
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Manahill Naik
August 5, 2015 - 11:43 so beautiful 0.0