The treatment is over.
Two months full of hell and many screaming matches.
They think that I’ve changed?
I only tried to escape upwards of 10 times, I was tasered mostly as they brought me back.
Now that I’m out first stop, the bar.
I will never be a recovered alcoholic.
I live to dull the world and for the burn in my throat.
Alcohol is my one secure and solid escape.
From myself.
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Criminal. {h.s}
FanfictionThe treatment is over. Two months full of hell and many screaming matches. They think that I've changed? I only tried to escape upwards of 10 times, I was tasered mostly as they brought me back. Now that I'm out first stop, the bar. I will never...