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if i knew what to say i don't think i'd be writing this right now.
umm, so. got super sick, couldnt stop puking, threw up like 50 times, went to chomp, got sent home with fenergan shot and morphine shot. everything was fine after i got home until i fuckin ate meat and then i puked again the pain came back and i fuckin couldnt handle it i had to go meet ron....then came home, immediately felt better, i dont know what the fuck if it's an ulcer or what but the fuckin pain killers help the only problem is i cant swallow anything and keep it down by that point thats why i require the fuckin iv version of it but nobody is going to believe that so it's like i feel doomed forever. then we got in a fuckin fight cuz three is too many and a thousand is never enough on his part...so it's like fuck dude the addictions are already taking over and i don't know how i can survive not drinking now i knew i shouldnt have started out that hard but it just kinda happened and i didnt' think it was a big deal ummm so i'm finally feeling normal i just hope the pain doesnt come back after the b wears off. cuz then it all starts again and it's either back to chomp or fuckin ruining my life. so my health is really pissing me off cuz i can't fix it and i fucked myself cuz now after my hospital stay nobody wants me drinking. but whatever i have the fuckin d.u.i. so i need to chill out. he literally never stops talking though and it drives me pretty crazy cuz sometimes you just need to listen. then he called me a degenerate, because i steal, anti social behavior (what society doesnt consider normal), and cuz i'm a drug addict. i'm so confused dude i have entered into a different reality here man for sure and i'm trying to do it all sober and deal with a crazy person? i have to save my life though. & i'm in love..... with the good half.
umm, so. got super sick, couldnt stop puking, threw up like 50 times, went to chomp, got sent home with fenergan shot and morphine shot. everything was fine after i got home until i fuckin ate meat and then i puked again the pain came back and i fuckin couldnt handle it i had to go meet ron....then came home, immediately felt better, i dont know what the fuck if it's an ulcer or what but the fuckin pain killers help the only problem is i cant swallow anything and keep it down by that point thats why i require the fuckin iv version of it but nobody is going to believe that so it's like i feel doomed forever. then we got in a fuckin fight cuz three is too many and a thousand is never enough on his part...so it's like fuck dude the addictions are already taking over and i don't know how i can survive not drinking now i knew i shouldnt have started out that hard but it just kinda happened and i didnt' think it was a big deal ummm so i'm finally feeling normal i just hope the pain doesnt come back after the b wears off. cuz then it all starts again and it's either back to chomp or fuckin ruining my life. so my health is really pissing me off cuz i can't fix it and i fucked myself cuz now after my hospital stay nobody wants me drinking. but whatever i have the fuckin d.u.i. so i need to chill out. he literally never stops talking though and it drives me pretty crazy cuz sometimes you just need to listen. then he called me a degenerate, because i steal, anti social behavior (what society doesnt consider normal), and cuz i'm a drug addict. i'm so confused dude i have entered into a different reality here man for sure and i'm trying to do it all sober and deal with a crazy person? i have to save my life though. & i'm in love..... with the good half.