my journal.
keep out .
Austin Texas, A Guy Named Brent, And Mother’s day 2018
I felt hot. My halter top was amazing and my body was beaming. I danced in the moonlight while lightning bugs fluttered all around. The trip was slowly becoming more intense. This is where things got weird.
11/21/2024
“I have only just begun to recover from a lifetime supply of trauma, drug addiction, and heartbreak...but I am recovering, nonetheless.”
A letter I never sent
This is the grim reality for people who love heroin addicts..
i recently read a rumor about myself..
nothing at all
6/29/21
I'm alive and I am out of drugs.