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I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends
Thank God for solid friends. I was running on empty. I had nothing left in the tank. Laying in bed, pillow cases soaked Contemplating. Life. Death. What’s it all for? ...I was in it. Thick. The rain slamming on my window matched the rain streaming from my eyes. Maria. Why you? THICK. I miss her so much. My heart hurts. Crawled up in the corner of my bed. Head buried in my pillows, in and out of consciousness. Praying for the day to end. It’s 2:42. I’ve alr