Act on your impulse, swallow the bottle, cut a little deeper, put the gun to your chest.

in a woman's womb. another chance. to make the world better.

So when he asked about getting high, I didn't think, I agreed. We smoked some good California green. Took three tries to put me in the place he said I should be.

Our meeting, touching, accidentally connecting immediately, interwoven hand-in-hand, heart-to-heart.

Too many people believe they can control their drug of choice. But the drug is almost always in control. If an addict truly wants help, it is available, but it is a rocky path. The monster always calls. Never give an addict money. Clothe them. Feed them. But enabling them is the quickest path to watching them fade away completely. This may seem harsh. But I've watched my own child relapse, after six years sober. I love her. Always. But I can't help her die.

We kissed for about the thousandth time, No promises, no demands, Just solid rebuilding of shattered trust.

Afraid to Die Loveless Because I think if you die without knowing love in this life, that's how you'll spend eternity. Alone. Frozen.