I actually clicked while I was waiting in the hospital to see my dad.
That somehow makes it worse.
My dad fell and broke 11 ribs and fractured a vertebrae (what's the difference between a break and a fracture?), also he already had a broken collarbone...he was drunk the night it happened and he just went to bed, then he got up to go to work the next morning and realised he was quite badly hurt so he got in a taxi and waited in A&E for hours. The man is an animal. I would have been in hospital within an hour ordering a nurse to provide me with morphine.
Lmao he was fucked up on that shit, he loved it. He shares my love for being completely chilled out. I would be a heroin addict if it wasn't for all that turning in to a weirdo and ruining your entire life then dying in a gutter with a needle in your arm stuff.
Dear Diary.
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He listens to voices inside of his mind
Explicit and poisonous violent crime.

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