After
Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:42 am
So this is an after. My brother’s brought some people home and I absentmindedly left my liquor downstairs in the fridge. They don’t know I’ve been sneaking it in since I moved back home 6mo ago. I feel horrible and now they both know about it. Injury wise... There’s nothing really to take care of. The cuts aren’t that bad. I don’t go too deep anymore. It’s the only way I can convince myself that I’m not relapsing lol
I hate being a bad influence on my brothers. I've screwed them up enough
I hate being a bad influence on my brothers. I've screwed them up enough