Day 106, Keep this in mind, I vocalized a funk day yesterday. It did not make my funk any better, in fact it got progressively worse. Last night as a final way of saying she knows my weakness, I was bombed all night with Nic Dreams. In my dreams I chewed I smoked, and boy was I a screw up. I got up this morning expecting to find a dead hooker, finger banged can of cope and crumpled up pack of cigs laying next to my bed.
Dont stop the fight.