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Apr 01, 2007 23:25

All that night by lamplight we sing and yell songs which is okay but in the morning the bottle is gone and I wake with the "final horrors" again, precisely the way I woke up in the Frisco skidrow room before escaping down here, it's all caught up with me again, I can hear myself whining "Why does God torture me?" - but anybody who's never had ( Read more... )

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scaraharem March 23 2008, 07:37:21 UTC
Descriptively Incredible writing. I just posted for the first time in 9 months. Looks like your year is coming up, update for the Art Effort!

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