Beginning of the End

I must be pretty bad. In stead of sneaking off to throw up, I’m sneaking off to cry. Measuring out tomorrow’s medicine in this condition is a dangerous idea. Something that must be done, though. I will make it through.

The beginning of the end.

Somethings just weren’t meant to be, and we realised them too late to stop ourselves from doing stupid shit that’s just going to end up costing us a lot of money in the meantime.

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