Life had been very cruel to me, I had been battered with lots of emotional ups and down for as long as i remember. I thought it came to end when i finally met Lulay, unfortunately she was gone.And here I am, alone, deserted, and feeling neglected...

I haven't tasted any alcohol today, I don't know if that's good news or what, but i just cant keep off thinking about what happened last night. Was that some kind of sick joke?I came home early today trying to ward off that silly incident and...

well, no more drinking over the top. Footiam said, "Hey, what happen last night seems like fun. If only you don't have too much vodka and know what happened!"And well, yeah i guess that makes sense...but i am still clouded with guilt and shame, i am...

Another week gone and wasted, and another one