i'm starting to realize that all my dreams were too big.
2013-01-16 -- 4:46 p.m.

i hate explaining myself, being asked what is wrong, or talking about my feelings. but sometimes i have things to deal with too. sometimes i want to throw myself down a flight of stairs or go to bed and just not wake up. we all find ways to cope, so i drink wine from a coffee mug when i sit in the living room and smoke out the kitchen window after he goes to bed.

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