Memories. They can break us. Change us. Make us question who we really are. Memories of a time where you were out of your mind- they're worst. Substances can reveal our inner thoughts, the monster of the person we really are. We voice exactly what we think- no filter to our thoughts. Remembering all that can be scary. What we said. Who heard us. It can destroy you. Knowing who we really are, and what we really feel-it's scary. Having memories of every dark thought that's ever featured in ones mind spoken by yourself; it makes that thought a whole lot more real. Makes it definite. Affirms just how fucked up we may be.
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