So, it's finally the end of our relationship. I've given you chance after chance, I've accepted apology after apology. & I've finally decided to let you go, though you may still very much be taking up all of the space within my heart. My soul. My body knows every dip, every muscle, every bone in your body. I know you better than the back of my own hand. & here I am, letting you go to do...

So I have one frustration that runs in constant, never-ending circles within the confines of my messed up brain that reoccurs on a daily basis. It is pertaining to my life in every way possible. most likely because now. it IS my life. Drugs. Ah, drugs. For most, it's an unknown, taboo experience never to be experienced due to what they've heard during the D.A.R.E classes & health class. Maybe...