#7

by AnotherDay24   Sep 11, 2024


Another sleepless drunken night.

Im morphing into something i dont recognize. Just a shell of myself, floating in existence. Ive made a crutch out of the bottles i drink from. The same drinks you usedm to make for me

Its harder to make sense of what happenned so i might as well be in constant confusion

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