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something has got to be wrong when even before you start, you realize it's too late. the never-ever-ending hours of a.m., tic toc tic toc. gulping down my bottle of port with shaking hands, cigarette burns. hiding in his coat, on the staircase. "no, officer, we aren't drunk". slurrrrr slur, blurry motherfuckers. cough yourself to death, in the

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i dont have your email,

[glue20oz]

well kate? she is just one of thouse people one of thouse that keep me going. you know its so fucking hard to explain, its like i love to watch her not to be with her. when i spend weeks at a time with her inbetween my interventions the basic day is she wakes me up from a blackout by slaming the door, the blackout is usually alchool induced since its the only "depresant" i know off that does not influence me to want to wander outside. she then draggs on about me taking care of myself and she then goes off telling me i need a life. even thought all those times she was right i never moved and i kept on living in thouse blackouts that were more real for me then life its self. then i went to jail on several charges im sure victor and everyone already blabbed about them all over, i got kicked out of school as a result of me beeing incarcerated even though i was only in jail for 20 days, after i got outi became worse i hooked up with some people wile i was on the island and these are the connections that landed me a 6 month bid, and that was me beein lucky everyone even i thought i was going to get atleast a bullet which is a year in a DOC state facility. its a long long story of non existant happy moments and nothing to lose ideology. but kate well her i always knew that she is a person i just love to look at the way she iteracts with the people around her the way she deals with things, and i deffinetly did not have thouse feelings towards myself being with her. i just never know how to tell her, or how to tell anyone.

email....i dont know it.