Sunday, August 21, 2005
It hurts. Two days away and it hurts. Rum doesn't ease the pain. It's Justins 19th. Gravity is not my friend. To find the right way up you must first find a way down. I have found several ways down. Up is the only way I can go. I can feel the numbing non-pain of alcohol coming on. The only thing I can save me from is myself. That is not enough. Any more and,
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