I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom, some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

I stay okay the whole day, but  then all of a sudden my heart hurts..💔



One seven/zero five
 

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