Monday, May 24th, 2004 | 0:11
'most of the time my head's just fine'

This cigarettes-and-Ativan plan is working wonders.
I was feeling terrible. Now, I ain't.
'We aren't sleeping together anymore because I don't have the strength to argue.'
Drank a lot last night. Paid for it later last night. Woke up ok this morn'.
Allergies are a bitch and the humidity is killing me. *Snifffle*
pony boy

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