Saturday, June 07, 2008

Hey Trash... man i'm drunk....and that poison, it's thick... trying to resist... it's like motherfucking cancer... she's under my goddamn skin..

4 comments:

Trashman said...

The only way I could get away was by moving 2500 miles. Yet I still get urges to run back to Jersey and find her. I still call her parents house from time to time just hoping to hear her voice. It's a hard fucking fight man. I feel for you.

Trashman said...

If there's anything I can do.

Irish said...

Ugh I know.. fuck man. These drunken relapses... it's like goddamn heroin. You think you're doin good..

Trashman said...

Just when I thought I was out... that bitch pulled me back in.