My can of drink was hiding my sleeping tablet and i've just gone fucking crazy. Sheer panic and anxiety and where the fuck are those spare diazza's that I had? I had four left! Empty pill packets of various kinds have been flying everywhere, trying to search desperately for the last sleeping tablet that I have. Oh God, and then I necked four of my last six codiene to make up for it. And then I found my sleeping tablet.
I'm an addict. I've only just realised.
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- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
- Bliss, continued.
- =)
- You can't always get what you want.
- You know what tonight's thought is?
- Today's Thoughts
- Like that talking cat off the video
- Here's to you. My beautiful sunchild.
- Blog on, before I bog off
- Oh Dear
- A psychological nightmare
- Morning Has Broken....
- Yep. Me again. Just enjoying the sleepers kicking in
- NOTE TO SELF
- Staggered reflection
- PAIN OF WOMB
- I'm so spontaneous
- Ha
- EVER FALL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE EVER FALLEN IN LOVE...
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