See, you are what you are in this world, and that's one of two things.... either you somebody, or you ain't nobody
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.
If there's anything I can do.
Ugh I know.. fuck man. These drunken relapses... it's like goddamn heroin. You think you're doin good..
Just when I thought I was out... that bitch pulled me back in.
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