And he is gone. Wounded animal.
Still trying to get my life back together. At the very least quit smoking, go back to the gym and finally sort out who the fuck is going to move in here.
Going to pierce my nose when I stop with the constant smoking, will put a ring through it. Dye my hair red.
This is still astoundingly hard, it completely shook me like nothing ever has before. I couldn't expect too much more right now.
