Blog#6 Diary of a Drug Addict

by Alcoholc Help Team

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Life wasnt precious to me; it wasnt water going down a drain. In a pessimist type of arrogance I would say, Maybe the distance between life and death arent as great as you think and obviously there is no GOD if Im sitting here with a needle in my arm.

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