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I found my friend standing there, up on that bridge one night. Standing right in the middle of the highway. He had lost hope, too. He thought there was no going back. But there’s always a way back. A way home. What he did, he didn’t think he could make it right, but I found him there. He was lost and had nowhere to go. He was standing on the median - Alone, hopeless. He was my good friend and he was up on that bridge thinking he didn’t have anyone left.

24th of November 2013 with 299 notes

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