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Thursday, October 18, 2012. I enter the bar and uncerimoniuosly take my usual booth. To call this place a dive would suggest it had some sort of charm which keeps bringing me here day after day. By Pink Floyd, but no one ever has the energy to walk over and unplug the damn thing. Hours pass, though time really is just as meaningless as the alcohol I consume. One of the gentleman at the bar begins to wail loudly and I busy myself with my newly filled glass. The bell above the entrance .

Wednesday, December 9, 2009. Wednesday, December 2, 2009. Tuesday, November 24, 2009.

I just wish loving you was easier than leaving. Monday, August 1, 2011. Before I go any further, there are a few things you should probably know. 1 I am not a good person. 2 I am a coward. Unable to mend wounds or broken trust.

I just found this on a messageboard. Friday, October 12, 2012. I began to experience professional. To my astonishment, you reciprocated.

Despite my protests, life ensues. Tuesday, February 12, 2013. Monday, February 11, 2013. Last Thursday morning I made myself a cocktail consisting of vodka, tequila and coke which I chased with ten hydrocodone and an ambien. I set out all the prepared notes and instructions. I set my MP3 player to the playlist of all my favorite songs. I then laid in my bed and waited.