Yes, it was my Decemberday yesterday.
Man alive, I never felt so scared in my life.
I just turn 18, 12-12-95.
I wonder a lot, more than what I can't remember.
I'm now an adult. Wow. I still haven't realized that we're still at this, its been 17 months and 13 days since we've been going at this, and it is also his birthday today.
He turned 33. Is that just strange that I'm really in love with him. Birthdays are one of those scarey days were you don't know whats going to hit.
Yes. I'm scared, but I try to tough it out.
I was doing good till I fell off the wagon.
I just can't seem to stay sober, and I ain't going to rehab just because drugs got out of control, there isn't much to do or say around here, every day is the same.
I am confused.


*wrote this on Decemeber 13