Fucked up.
Tomorrow.
Total Annihilation
Life is very exceptionally great.
Because: Context is not important. Because: My life is one long series of contexts.
I listen to music loud.
I sit and write.
This is the best therapy I can think of for me.
I hope I do not get nuked for doing so.
I am sad. I can't think of anything happy. Yet I feel free.
My wife was an alcoholic. I was a junkie.
I wanted to stop.
She didn't.
I just wanted to help. :(
Now she is a junkie. Now she is an alcoholic.
And I am nothing.
All I got is a pack of cigarettes.
An empty apartment to build up again...