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Log Entry #2
Four minutes away from another meltdown
Four centimeters away from my 1911
We were a match made in heaven
the holy matrimony actually
till death did us apart
Jace spilt alcohol all over the coffee table
I've downed half a bottle of prescription pills
my whole life’s amphetamines
i'm running out of suggestions
wondering if tomorrow is on the horizon
I do deserve what’s coming to me
I am worthless after all
anyways
my eyes are feeling baggy now
I should return to bed
tucked my 1911 under my pillow
should I ever choose to be a deep sleeper.
Four centimeters away from my 1911
We were a match made in heaven
the holy matrimony actually
till death did us apart
Jace spilt alcohol all over the coffee table
I've downed half a bottle of prescription pills
my whole life’s amphetamines
i'm running out of suggestions
wondering if tomorrow is on the horizon
I do deserve what’s coming to me
I am worthless after all
anyways
my eyes are feeling baggy now
I should return to bed
tucked my 1911 under my pillow
should I ever choose to be a deep sleeper.
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