I Love Him Too
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JULY13
Adam --------
hey how is it going. I have not been able to get ahold of you by phone. Here is my cell number text me ---------- love yah hun...
JULY 13
Adam --------
sitting here in life skills grad...Will i make it through my trials and tribulations. Am i saved or am i am damned. I have a higher power that i give my will over. Hope for me that my will will`nt be victourious in the war i call recovery. My commitie of asswholes in my head can wisper quite loud. Just need to call on a holy sound. So i pray that i don`t have to cut my ears out... In other news i miss you. My life was at a halt. It is about to start up again. My prayres are with you. Miss you so much. Love yah...
JULY 14
Adam --------
My nest that i hide in. Hideing from the world cause i can`nt take the shame. I rember that it only will take one hit of NOW to revrt me back to the mr.hyde. I have been keeping him at bay for so long now that i fear his return. The demon wants out..The poitions seem so tempting....More test are to come my way all that there is left to do is pray. Pray that this monster dos`nt take my salvation jeckl away..... In other news lost calling card. Don`t have money till wensday. You are in my prayers. Love yah hun...
JULY 15
Adam --------
Waiting is a game that i am used to. In my past life i would wait for a change of reality. Now i wait for a feeling of surrender. My mind still wanders, as i wait for the doors of my sanctuary to open. I crave acceptence. In the rooms i seek out i get high off of the drug knowen as faith. As i wait for my next fix i see other addicts who wait at the door. One hit of faith compared to NOW can keep my sense of altered state more high. .... Miss you kido. Love yah..
JULY 16
Adam --------
right now my mind is some where else. I sit down in a house of god, my mind wanders to another plane. Hopeing that my life will not disapoint. Hopeing that i can get my fix of God and hopeing that it will satusfy my need. My earthly body craves a fix. A fix of renewing. Hope is my new addiction. Hopefully that is enough to satisfy. My prayers go out to the one who reads these rambiling thoughts. Roads are long and there is always a road that will turn on to sainity. Lets pray toghther and find our lost road...
JULY 17 (SUNDAY)
Adam --------
the church of cigarets is about to start. My faithful smokes all gather to hear the word of god. All the good cigarets talk about unity with all of the people. Hear them talking about unity of all who are`nt of britsh decent. Us fags puff puff and wait for the word to start. My prayers go to all who do not know him. Hopefully me abd the cigarets are`t the only accepting ones.
JULY 17
Adam --------
my testamony on a sheet of cardboard. A couple words discribing my fight through life. The camera rolls our stories. Addicts linded up for our confessions. Waiting for seasion 2. We became a show. Lets hold on and see what the world has instore...
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JULY13
Adam --------
hey how is it going. I have not been able to get ahold of you by phone. Here is my cell number text me ---------- love yah hun...
JULY 13
Adam --------
sitting here in life skills grad...Will i make it through my trials and tribulations. Am i saved or am i am damned. I have a higher power that i give my will over. Hope for me that my will will`nt be victourious in the war i call recovery. My commitie of asswholes in my head can wisper quite loud. Just need to call on a holy sound. So i pray that i don`t have to cut my ears out... In other news i miss you. My life was at a halt. It is about to start up again. My prayres are with you. Miss you so much. Love yah...
JULY 14
Adam --------
My nest that i hide in. Hideing from the world cause i can`nt take the shame. I rember that it only will take one hit of NOW to revrt me back to the mr.hyde. I have been keeping him at bay for so long now that i fear his return. The demon wants out..The poitions seem so tempting....More test are to come my way all that there is left to do is pray. Pray that this monster dos`nt take my salvation jeckl away..... In other news lost calling card. Don`t have money till wensday. You are in my prayers. Love yah hun...
JULY 15
Adam --------
Waiting is a game that i am used to. In my past life i would wait for a change of reality. Now i wait for a feeling of surrender. My mind still wanders, as i wait for the doors of my sanctuary to open. I crave acceptence. In the rooms i seek out i get high off of the drug knowen as faith. As i wait for my next fix i see other addicts who wait at the door. One hit of faith compared to NOW can keep my sense of altered state more high. .... Miss you kido. Love yah..
JULY 16
Adam --------
right now my mind is some where else. I sit down in a house of god, my mind wanders to another plane. Hopeing that my life will not disapoint. Hopeing that i can get my fix of God and hopeing that it will satusfy my need. My earthly body craves a fix. A fix of renewing. Hope is my new addiction. Hopefully that is enough to satisfy. My prayers go out to the one who reads these rambiling thoughts. Roads are long and there is always a road that will turn on to sainity. Lets pray toghther and find our lost road...
JULY 17 (SUNDAY)
Adam --------
the church of cigarets is about to start. My faithful smokes all gather to hear the word of god. All the good cigarets talk about unity with all of the people. Hear them talking about unity of all who are`nt of britsh decent. Us fags puff puff and wait for the word to start. My prayers go to all who do not know him. Hopefully me abd the cigarets are`t the only accepting ones.
JULY 17
Adam --------
my testamony on a sheet of cardboard. A couple words discribing my fight through life. The camera rolls our stories. Addicts linded up for our confessions. Waiting for seasion 2. We became a show. Lets hold on and see what the world has instore...