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8th May 2008

1:23am: --> 022
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Alcohol....has become my new best friend. That pleasant buzzing feeling...I became associated with it long ago.

The room spins and I try to keep up but I think I'm falling further and further behind.

Miles and miles to go and yet not enough time for it all to happen.

I miss you...why do you stay away? I love you and yet you stay away...far far away where I can't reach, always can't reach. I used to be able to reach you...not any longer. No, no longer can I reach where you go. It makes all of this necessary and I don't like it.

The room spins faster the more I try to keep. I think I'm drowning and I don't know how to stop...how to swim. Make it stop, all of it..make it stop. Make it go away...I want to go away.

Pleasant dreams, pleasant sleeps...I know not what these things are. No never, never know. Wish I did...used to at some point. But no longer. No no longer. Not after you...
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Not ever again after you.
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