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dear november,
your cigarettes and alcohol have broken me down; but your gentle touch, your everlasting kisses, and your polite "its time to go" gestures have nursed me back to the road to recovery. thanks for sitting me down and shaking me, for helping me to realize whats up. i wish you'd never end, my new dear friend.
your alcohol washed me out, and your cigarettes dragged me back to life.
:)
i'm feeling kinda happy again. for once i'm Not looking forward to writing a monthly entry.
this entry is way to serious to have this picture in it, but its going to:
your cigarettes and alcohol have broken me down; but your gentle touch, your everlasting kisses, and your polite "its time to go" gestures have nursed me back to the road to recovery. thanks for sitting me down and shaking me, for helping me to realize whats up. i wish you'd never end, my new dear friend.
your alcohol washed me out, and your cigarettes dragged me back to life.
:)
i'm feeling kinda happy again. for once i'm Not looking forward to writing a monthly entry.
this entry is way to serious to have this picture in it, but its going to: