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January 01, 2015
Written January 1st after a very hungover evening walk:
I found out yesterday, last night. I was asked to go for a walk which is a ritual for “my husband has pissed me off, I’ve had a bad day, I need a smoke, and I need to bitch.” This walk started wi...
Book Description
I don’t even know who I am anymore… it seems I hate people… this past year I lost one of the most important parts of myself. My best friend. And from there it seemed that life continued to spiral into this hellish black hole which became my soul.
