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Dear Alcohol

Author: Mary

Where do I begin? When you first came into my life, I was 15 years old and you made me feel so cool and accepted. All I truly ever wanted in life was to feel accepted. At first, we would just hangout on the weekends. Then I found myself sneaking you into gatorade bottles and bringing you with me wherever I went. When we were together, I felt invincible. I could do anything and talk to anyone. We have had some fun, crazy nights and I have a few good memories to cherish. You had me at hello.

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