Life, missing peices left behind.

i grew up in grand haven. it was amazing, i just wish i could go back. so many people left behind that i want to be with. it’s like every time i think of all the places I’ve been, there’s always that one place that I’ll never wear off me, and that’s grand haven. there were parties everyday, by the beach. it was like i was living my life on high. i couldn’t be brought down. then that day when i found i had to move due to my job. i thought i had just been shot dead. it was possibly the wost day of my life so far. i had made so many connections and friends and people i knew would stand by me, all for not. it’s like an old dog you’ll never forget. i miss them.

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