Don't live in the past but visit it often in your mind to learn from your mistakes and evolve from the wastelands and syringes full of honeysuckle and red wine. The needle promises redemption but is as full of lies as any stranger looking for a fix in you. Don't succumb to the madness but use it as a magnetic force field to lighten your way like fireflies in the Forrest where the fairies and gnomes live in the seashell pro ana and comfortable like mermaids waiting to get laid against the rocky shore.

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