I cant feel my soul. This darkness has become my only friend. My new addiction is drinking tons of water right before I shoot up coke, then puking it all up in the jacuzzi as my head explodes into the stratosphere. Why? Why not? I am engaged in a dance of death in this house. ......Five hours later....
Bob Timmons came to rehearsal today. He asked me right away if I was using. Of course I denied that I was on something, I said that I have just been partying hard, doing to much blow, and also drinking, but that I could easily stop at any time if I wanted to. I did not know if Bob believed me, but I am NOT going to let him throw me back into rehab again- I would kill him, or possibly even myself.
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