from "memento mori" to a phoenix rising
sickness to recovery

Thursday, January 12, 2012

slip up

slip up, fuck up, mess up.

cut up.

I wish.  I gave my knife to Boy.  Protect me.  From myself.  I still have a lighter.  No.

One day isn't much so much it's ok.  Minor set back.  Afraid.

Help?

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