Anyway, I didn't have time to even do or say anything about the Stallion's passing... or that other amazing night. All I know is that somehow I got addicted to coke and yet somehow (again!) I end up letting myself get fucked and lied to.
I don't know how all of this is going to eventually turn out. All I know is that I hate myself. I forget myself all the time and more than anything, I want some more coke!!!
Thursday, 6:30-- Cafe Shasha, Hudson & Christopher, just north of christopher
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