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Christmas, Drugs (or not), Mike Sex.
4:28 p.m. on 2005-12-27

URRRRGGGGGHHHHH.

I don't know whether Christmas was good or bad. The part with Mike and the kids was great, and I must have cried at least twice from happiness.
The rest of it - Totally fucking shit. Those of you who are close enough to me for me to tell them will already know, so I'm not going to write it all up.

I went out with my old crew today. It was freezing. Everyone but me was getting stoned, and I just sat there like =_= Then I had ONE joint. Just one. I'm so good now, when it comes to drugs. Not doing them makes me a better person in myself. I've found things in my life which make me happy enough to not need the drugs anymore.
I'm proud of myself.

Mike really fucking ripped into me last night. Mmm, smutty sex talk, haven't done that for a while.
It started out slow but hard, and then it would go faster and harder still. Then slow back down again. Fucking amazing.

*Sigh of love and happiness*

Lost ||In The|| Chaos