G's up Hoes down!

Irland was great but to much peace and quiet makes me think to much and now I feel pretty suicidal. The only thing that could make me feel better is behind bars and I feel alone and unsatisfied. I need him badly. I think this will be the weekend when I drink my problems away. "Farbror" has asked me not to as it make the """"healing process""" harder and longer. I don't really feel like putting together all the parts of my body, I gladly leave my brain and heart behind. So much for gaining a couple of pounds and sleeping 9 hours every night. Sex drugs and rock n roll, here I come... again!



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