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Memoirs of a certified alcoholic
Im not going to delve into my childhood or past experiences that may or may not have traumatized me as a youth. im just here to state that as people we should not be so judgemental of others. words have power, the uplifting ones as well as the hurtful ones. as a 29 year old self loathing, bitter outcast, im finally starting to realize the impact a stranger's comments can have on one's life. im living proof that some people actually do wear their hearts on their sleeve. we all have different emotional thresholds. so think before you speak my friends. some people are really on the edge. but yea I have been drinking a fifth of gin a day for the last 10 years, and I cant get over my first love, or my last love. it hurts like **. to give your all and to receive a spit in the face. its funny.
Can totally relate, but you're in the wrong place to wear your heart on your sleeve. Not much aside from self-absorbed retards here, and in most places for that matter. This world constantly cries for honesty and authenticity, then either ignores or spits on them when they do appear. ** this world.