I think I’m finally coming down with a cold. I’ve missed it the last 2 years, so I figure I’m over-due.
Loneliness is starting to get to me a little. I wonder when I’ll bump into love again. No use, sleep, work, a few friends, whatever drugs I can get my hands on. Another day rolls by, inconsequential, nothing gained, and a little more youth lost every day.
John has been really nice, for how long no one can tell. Fed me a good burger tonight, what a guy!!
Small steps, small steps…
Intake Ø day 2, smoked