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Jan 2012
Last night I drank a bottle of wine
broke down and cried
about everything
that's not going right
in my life.

Worst of all is how alone I feel
every waking moment
every breath
every second I'm alive.
Don't mind me.
T R H
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T R H  29/F/Wisconsin
(29/F/Wisconsin)   
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