Contemplative Order of the Drunken Masters
Friday, July 31, 2009
Down I go
I feel empty and dead inside. Tired, you know. I just want a good long nap and I'd be okay if I just ceased to have been.
I'm not suicidal just hurt, confused, and unappreciated. Like I don't matter.
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