Those moments with out you i tried my hardest to forget i did everything i did cocaine,meth, heroin. When the nightmares would get worse I'd cut. I know it's a horbbl habbit i have but the need to do it but it sometimes is to much so you have to do it i barely ate. I always had a botel of vodka. All i wanted was for you to be happy but the thought of it being worse made me worse i spent many days in the hospital or smoking

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