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i just don't know where to begin. maybe with a dramatic statement.
i'm intoxicated. and since the last time we spoke, so much has happened. another suicide attempt, a lot of madness, even more of sadness, and now love, again. how is it that life works this way. or that i work this way. i've tried to quit. twice. but the job doesn't let go. and i'm here and well, but off.
i loved you jessica. and to you this journal is for. i can only now sign out and say goodbye.
i'm intoxicated. and since the last time we spoke, so much has happened. another suicide attempt, a lot of madness, even more of sadness, and now love, again. how is it that life works this way. or that i work this way. i've tried to quit. twice. but the job doesn't let go. and i'm here and well, but off.
i loved you jessica. and to you this journal is for. i can only now sign out and say goodbye.