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Sep 2018
im drunk
like to the point                     where i can barely stand
i dont even remember my    name
so     who are     you?
when i close my eyes                   everything spins and
im confused
i dont know how this happened  it was
all so quick                  one shot                                                
led to another
and another    

i collapsed on the bed and it all came
pouring
            back
                       out
                              of
                                                 my mouth
                                                                ­     soaking the floor.

The next morning, thankful that the sick cleared the toxins from my body and I could function.
You told me of my actions the night before, have you ever been so blackout drunk that you really have no recollection of what you had done? Where you have bruises and you don't know how they got there?
The biggest bruise was my self respect. I was ashamed, disgusted.
Chantelle Iles
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Chantelle Iles  23/F/Kent
(23/F/Kent)   
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