When I was a freshman in high school my dad was deployed to Kosovo with the
US Army, for a "Peace Mission". He was gone for about a year. I knew he
would return home, but I used it as an excuse to fuck up. I started skipping
school, drinking and smoking ALOT! most of which was swept under the rug
because "his dad's been deployed".
I would feel guilty about it, but I was 15 years old, and handed a get out
of jail free card. All I can do it hope that I've been able to learn
something from every mistake I've made.
When he returned he had for me this Bolivian Crystal figure. It's beautiful.
that is all.
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