PROSE – RANDOM THOUGHTS
She stares into the darkness, in a fog of stale cigarettes and drunken sweet nothings, wondering where everything went wrong. She just wanted to make movies people talked about. Now she does what she needs to survive.
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Memoirs of Madness 
Rather sad…
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Yep. Thank you John
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You’re welcome.
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