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You never know how sick you are until you try to recover.

(via whismical)

Hey remember when I was really depressed and lost and alone and I would sit alone in my apartment and get blackout drunk and cry every single night? And sometimes cry for like no reason while I was on deliveries at work? And maybe sometimes purposely drank to where I would go to sleep and hope I didn’t wake up?

Yeah three years ago was a fun time for me.

(Source: oxygeniuss)

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