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And so the Ides of March have come to past.
A dear friend who has moved on from this community.
For but a brief moment I have returned, and I am already inundated with sadness from the loss of Beamer. Godspeed, friend. Good luck.
I’ve relapsed, and this time. I’m going to actively work to understand why I did. I’m going to therapy.
Day one is still better than day zero my friend, I have faith in your strength, like the faith you have in mine.
Hey, I'm sorry. I've definitely been out of touch. I'm trying to look after myself again. This time, much more properly.
I just want to cry. What little shred of emotion I have left, pray... give it to me! I beg of you. Let me die.
The plains beckon, and I heed their call.
Higher highs, and lower lows.
I'm getting back up. Thanks, Beamer. Thanks everyone.
...everyone's good wishes went to waste, so I will still struggle.
Everyone, I have shamelessly relapsed. I will keep walking. I remember all your wishes. I may die a soulless man, but I'll be damned if...
I had a dream about relapsing last night, it was unbelievably terrible. I am very happy for the support of you, and everyone else around here.
No worries, my friend. Many friends seem to leave me. I stay patient, and weather the emotional storm. I hope I am the wiser for it. How are you?
Fall not, into the pleasures of the flesh. Instead, pursue a life worth living seeking something greater than the sum of your primal parts.
41 rounds. 40 in the mag, and one in the chamber. Tell me, how much carbon will you build up today?
I will try to understand this.
Every day is just like the day before it. Thirty days, or one day, it is my life. This is my mentality. Thank you, Beamer.
Of course, I can't forget everyone else that has helped too. Thank you so much for all of your time, and patience. Maybe now it will begin to pay off.