It's almost 6am on Tuesday, no sleep.
This bourbon sucks.
I miss a man who left me due to distance and illness. The other man has a bad girlfriend.
I have to sleep in my wheelchair alone.
I am NEVER going to find true love again.
Yeah at times I wonder why my life seems to be full of struggle and one bad thing after another happening. And others around me seem to get off will a far lighter sentence.
So I used to think that I had been singled out due maybe to something in my past life, that maybe it was...