Congratulations goes out to ME. ME ME ME. I've been sober for five months, nearly have of a year. Which means, of course, I've been living a rehabulous life of recovery for nearly half a year ( Read more... )

The internet sucks and most of the people that paste their faces and thoughts all over the damn place are drug addicts and loser whores. I stand by yesterday's affirmation ( Read more... )

I'm supposed to be writing this bullshit assignment for CINEMA, an "autobiography" written from the perspective of five people, places or things other than myself, as though I disappeared off the face of the Earth ( Read more... )

There's no real sense in imagination, premeditation, fantasy, or hope ( Read more... )

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Brace Yo'selves.

I got kicked out of Parkview.

At PCP, I got kicked out of the chill-out room.

And why? Because of alcohol of course! I, apparently, am an alcoholic.

That's it.

And you know what, I fucking agree with Bunin. Life has to have a perfect moment, something that nothing else can ever live up to, and we all might as well die after the moment has passed ( Read more... )

I don't know anything about Anton Chekhov ( Read more... )