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alone with a problem 6:44 p.m. dear whoever can help, as vomit runs down my face and covers everthing around just then i realze i did it again do i not have self controll? or do i actually like the life i have chosen? but when that bottle is placed in front of me i know i can not stop i g et this sensational feeling almost that for once; grabbing that bottle i can help my self but i'm just killing my self almost sucidie without me really knowing yet now i know i will not stop call me addicated it's just a word but what it really is, is just a problem my own problem my own fate i will have to solve it my self i won';t be able to though because i have yet to conquer my biggest fear of being alone and without that bottle i am alone |
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