Drank 4 cans of Guiness bitter. Today went like yesterday, f**king boring apart from writing some cool poetry. I leave my shackles behind in verse.
Got a Christmas card from Tina. Don't know why mind you. Ive only been a drunken idiot in my correspondence to her. I guess im deserving of some human 'touch' but as always from afar. Im not THAT deserving. Im a ghoul, (even at Christmas) and very proud of it.
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