He took my daughter soul
A story as old as time - The truth of our devastation
Pedophile discovered in mums' bed
Nothing could hurt a mother more
She begs and pleads on her knees
His life she wants to take
She chose violence
and I chose war
It's not worth
fighting
for
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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