I haven't eaten anything in a couple of days, and I haven't showered in a while. I'm out of beer, and I'm out of money. The place looks like a mess, I'm a mess, and all I do is cry.
This is how the new year starts for me.
Why do I even bother?
Things would've been better if I just disappeared from this world, and never came back. It's the only thing I really want right now. To just leave...
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Jan 6, 2010
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