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Oct. 31, 2019 10:16 p.m.

I fucking hate this city

I remember thinking, "I sold my soul to the devil." I did it once and I did it again.

Intuition is a mother fucker.

I've lost my friends, I've lost everything.

But more importantly, I've lost myself.

Again, again.

This life was not meant for me. what life was meant for me?

I'm back in Miami and all I see are terrible memories. The yachts, the knives. The cops. My mother gone, forever.

And all I have is myself. Because she's gone and papi is too.

Do you know what it's like to be an orphan?

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