I'm falling apart. I relapsed. The lonliness is worse. I've been mentally cursing society and people. I'm sad, I'm not hungry but seeking a cafe to be around people. Is it the substance or me making me feel this way. I'd like to blame the depressant. If I ever get out of this hole, I hope to read my past like fiction, and to prove that there is a better life out there.
~Smobergirl
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