Monday, September 23, 2002
Had to break a promise i made to myself.was too wasted to write yesterday.things didnt really go as planned yesterday.didnt really catch a movie.but i think the night more than makes up for it.me head still feels like a bowling ball rite now.my breath still reeks of alkeyhol.i loathe myself.same feeling of hatred for myself after a night of drinking.my fucking falling from grace....pure utter bliss*smiles* the programme for this evening is not new, You've seen this entertainment through and through, You've seen your birth,your life and your death, You might recall all of the rest, Did you have a good world when you died? Enough to base a movie on? Her cunt gripped him like a warm, friendly hand, Silver stream,silvery scream, Oooooh,impossible concentration. James Douglas Morrison
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