Boat Town USA: HTP Summer of 09'

It's dedicated to the faces I can still see - blurred, sometimes distorted by the haze of memory, yet unmistakably present. To the friends lost, the relationships shattered, and the dreams left behind in the wreckage. This isn't just a story; it's a tapestry woven from threads of shattered trust, reckless abandon, and the bitter taste of regret. It's the raw, unfiltered truth etched onto the raw nerve endings of my soul, a testament to the scars that remain. To those still fighting, still clawing their way out of the darkness, may this serve as a reminder that the path to redemption, though arduous and treacherous, is paved with the possibility of healing. There is light, even on the darkest nights; even when you feel utterly alone, you are not.