Even just thinking about me and relationships makes most peolpe cringe. I found a beautifully crazy boy and proved myself crazier then he! ba.
I've said it a thousand times but...
I'd like to stop drinking,
stop getting black out drunk and yelling at peolpe I love or atleast wanna love.
When I crawl into my bed at night I remeber you there eyes sparkling with excitement and something eles that was beautiful. But now all i have left is an anziety rush and guilt.
Mix with a book about genicide and the urge for pain.ba, this shamanic process is hard.
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