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I was getting ready to go to sleep but something crept into my mind and possesed me to come get on the internet. I wonder sometimes if the things that I do are leading to a problem or if they already are. I have done been down that road once, only walking amung pathetic self sorrow. If only it was made to beleive that it was all okay. Every single time it was to escape out of the bottle and into your body no-one would find in wrong. But why should'nt they. Really. Slowly destroys peoples lives. Eating away a simple craving that seems to be the weight of the world on your shoulders. So intense that you find yourself on your knees scraping your nails against the concrete trying to figure out if theres more to life than this or if this is who you are to be. Dwell on that thought for awhile only finding yourself being slapped in the face by reality when you sober up. Fuck. By the time you even realize that lifes meaning is'nt drugs you have done pushed every one else away that actually at one point in time tried to grab you and carry you to were you realy did need to be.....away from the evil addiction that drowns your soul only because before all of this had even happend you had been hurt and cried out for someone to just hold you but no-one was there and they all did was laughed and spit in your face like you were nothing when realy you was everything that new it all but only appeared to be a complete idiot in their eyes. Still yet continuing to feel their pain along with yours and its so hard. It's so fucking hard. So why not just let it all currupt your mind and let the real enemy pretend to be your best friend. Yes I am crazy but thats okay because I realy dont give a fuck. I love everyone in this world...love, meg MY TEETH FUCKING HURT