I am left alone again, this time to my doing. I hope that when I die I’m sentenced to hell. I hope that I have the pleasure of burning until I’m scorched into nothing more than a restless skeleton. I’m going to say fuck it and pick the bottle up again and I’m going to say fuck it and go back to coke and I’m not going to stop for anything or anyone. Ever again. I’m a lost cause folks. I’m a lost cause.