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(( The writing on the page is drunkenly scrawled, and the paper has spots that have been seem to have been soaked with something pungent. Probably booze. ))
I feel like a dog that has been kicked and kicked and kicked. It seems no matter what I do it always ends up... Kicking me in the ribs... Or stabbing me in the back. All I did... I brought her inside like a good husband should.. I cleaned her up and put her to bed... Why...
Can't stay sober. It hurts too much to think. I can joke about it with Vel but what does she know. Staying in the city for now. No one around here really cares if I pass out drunk at a bar and they'll keep serving me wen I wake back up...
What a simpering fool I am... But... Why... I still don't....
What is so wrong with wanting to care for someone? Is wasn't like I was coddling her all the time. I wanted her to be able to protect herself, and then..
But why..
I feel like a dog that has been kicked and kicked and kicked. It seems no matter what I do it always ends up... Kicking me in the ribs... Or stabbing me in the back. All I did... I brought her inside like a good husband should.. I cleaned her up and put her to bed... Why...
Can't stay sober. It hurts too much to think. I can joke about it with Vel but what does she know. Staying in the city for now. No one around here really cares if I pass out drunk at a bar and they'll keep serving me wen I wake back up...
What a simpering fool I am... But... Why... I still don't....
What is so wrong with wanting to care for someone? Is wasn't like I was coddling her all the time. I wanted her to be able to protect herself, and then..
But why..