They say that time is a healer.
They say that time is a healer.Bollocks!
Bollocks!Time has marched on inexorably, and I am no more healed than I was the day it happened, the day that bastard r***d me.
Time has marched on inexorably, and I am no more healed than I was the day it happened, the day that bastard r***d me.If anything, the depression got worse,
If anything, the depression got worse,As did the drinking.
As did the drinking.As did the soulless partying and joyless s*x. f*****g strangers I neither liked nor ever wished to see again.
As did the soulless partying and joyless s*x. f*****g strangers I neither liked nor ever wished to see again.But somewhere in the depths of what passed for the shreds of my soul, there was a small modicum of self-respect.
But somewhere in the dep
