What a fucking crappy day. I went to the ole NA meeting. Met a few people,got a few numbers, yadda, yadda, yadda.
But I was very depressed from not being able to contact my wife at all. This starting to really get to me. Like, I'm feeling super depressed and the shit runs deep in the family. I was actually assumed to have it when I was younger, but we didn't have health insurance so who knows. But I was knowing that something could help with this growing pain. There is a way to just not care, and I was getting close to not caring. I'm bussing it, so basically I was half way there, made a phone call and told that person I need a fix. She put my wife on the line, and I was happy again.
I didn't put any chemicals into my body, eventhough I keep getting that itch to tear a little jole in my arm with a "pointy object" that is filled with a dark substance. Even though, I was really jonsing, I got my fix from hearing the most beatiful voice.
This BULLshit, and those bulls just ate a laxatives and are having the time of there lives.
Fuck it, Fuck the bullshit
But I was very depressed from not being able to contact my wife at all. This starting to really get to me. Like, I'm feeling super depressed and the shit runs deep in the family. I was actually assumed to have it when I was younger, but we didn't have health insurance so who knows. But I was knowing that something could help with this growing pain. There is a way to just not care, and I was getting close to not caring. I'm bussing it, so basically I was half way there, made a phone call and told that person I need a fix. She put my wife on the line, and I was happy again.
I didn't put any chemicals into my body, eventhough I keep getting that itch to tear a little jole in my arm with a "pointy object" that is filled with a dark substance. Even though, I was really jonsing, I got my fix from hearing the most beatiful voice.
This BULLshit, and those bulls just ate a laxatives and are having the time of there lives.
Fuck it, Fuck the bullshit