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I'm sure this won't mean much

So it turns out I'm an addict and an alcoholic, but that's nothing new and who cares.

I also happen to be a bit of a bitch though most of the time I rarely notice.

Like most people, everyone I've ever loved has let me down in some way or disowned me; all except for my socipathic husband, who refers to himself as a "serial killer personality."

Watch out dear loves, the devil comes in threes . . .
I medicate and sweat whiskey and beer and try to eat less, just hoping I disappear.
Will you show me the true meaning to life? Help me find my way, I'm sure I'd sell my soul to the devil for an answer to this sharade.

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