I was right, my bike was stolen. That sucks so much ass. The reason I couldn't be home for Christmas was that some douchebag thought it would be a good idea to use bolt cutters to cute my bike lock and take my bike. I found the brocken lock and was immediately filled with something I could not express. As if everything wasn't going not so well that had to happen. So of course, I had to use a substance again today. It is now the 8th day in a row that I'm not sober. This is actually kind of sad. It's like I really don't have anything better to do for myself. Let's just hope this is temporary. I can't allow to lose myself when I'm wating for you ♥
Love You♥
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