Day 5.
I've been pretty silent in my struggle with sobriety. Things are better, way better. But sometimes, I miss the feeling of drowning in myself. And sometimes I feel her creeping up my arms, and I cant stop.
I can't say that I know what is going to happen tomorrow, but I know when I look into the past, that the place I was, is somewhere I never want to be again. Being a junkie is so fucking cliche.
Slowly I've been twisting and turning into another human being. I can't say that I'm growing up, but now I'm not just looking for the sunset, but the sunrise too.
Funny... I smiled for a picture today, and I actually liked the way I looked.
For tonight, coffee and cigarettes are just fucking fine.
I've been pretty silent in my struggle with sobriety. Things are better, way better. But sometimes, I miss the feeling of drowning in myself. And sometimes I feel her creeping up my arms, and I cant stop.
I can't say that I know what is going to happen tomorrow, but I know when I look into the past, that the place I was, is somewhere I never want to be again. Being a junkie is so fucking cliche.
Slowly I've been twisting and turning into another human being. I can't say that I'm growing up, but now I'm not just looking for the sunset, but the sunrise too.
Funny... I smiled for a picture today, and I actually liked the way I looked.
For tonight, coffee and cigarettes are just fucking fine.
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denie:
when do wee see a new set of you? i am pretty sure you were shooting some
boomie:
you have a gorgeous smile