99 Bottles Of Men On The Wall: Confessions Of A Love Addict
It was in the first days I began to live without another that I began to understand the demoralizing insatiable beast that is addiction.
It was in the first days I began to live without another that I began to understand the demoralizing insatiable beast that is addiction.
I have no idea what drags me back here or why, all I know is I’m not fucking staying.
We walk around with these burdens, these secrets that we’ve categorized as shameful and embarrassing so we keep them inside when in reality, so many others, often those closer to us than we realize, are carrying the same exact baggage. Can we quit that?
I tell myself this and I tell you this because I hope you know and you deserve to know.