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Corn Dough Diaries. Reared speed. Life wasn't blissful but it was moving. I stopped going for meetings, my demons didn't want to hear the...

Corn Dough Diaries. Broken. Those dark braids. That deceiving girl. I sat in my room, crying. I looked at the wall and saw my mother's...

Corn Dough Diaries. "F". Upcoming event; detour. I remember very well how the night started. Laughing with coke and biscuits, nothing...

Corn Dough Diaries. Set. Status; jolly ride. It felt good to be free in church. To know that the sermons had no relation to me. I mean I...

Corn Dough Diaries. Yeast-isized. Status; rising. I was changed. My focus was sharpened, confidence heightened. If anyone was to make my...