i feel no need to explain;
my fucked up reality
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Western New York (Niagara Falls specifically) is a desolate wasteland of misery, boredom, and inevitable (and most of the time heavy) drug use. I am held here by the confines of gravity, friends and family. I overlook these flaws by indulging in walks in the beautiful Niagara Gorge, or by traveling onto the Indian Reservation and into the woodlands and security of the best place ever, Bond Lake, where anything goes. Thank god for sovereign territories within our state. I like to kick back and relax, breathe fresh, crisp air and take in the natural surroundings. I like to escape the reality and chaos of the city in which i reside; words of advice, never move to Western New York or Niagara Falls, EVER. I have a fabulous group of friends, whom i love and cherish greatly, and i wouldn't trade them for anything else. Get to know me, check out my photographs and stay classy darlings.