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i try over and over again to drink myself into submission but it just doesn't work. i keep thinking maybe i can drink away the pain for an hour or two. but it just doesn't work you're always there and there's no escape i wish there was. last night i turned into exactly what i tried not to be. a chain-smoking alcoholic. 12 cigaretts, 1 pint of smirnoff ice, and a 12 oz bottle of smirnoff watermelon and you were still my predominant thought. i wish you'd just go away and leave me be for a day so maybe i could regain some of my sanity.
2006-2007