Post by hiddenindarkness on May 4, 2007 23:34:22 GMT
All that had happened within the past two weeks had really gotten to me. I need to get away from all the commotion of deaths, anger, and sadness. I had rented a room from the Leaky Cauldron. It wasn't much, but I had my space to breath. I thought about my mother and thought about my father. My father had betrayed me and I could feel nothing but hate for him. My anger on Michael had gotten out of control. I just couldn't face anyone without hurting anyone including myself. 'I need a strong drink,' I thought. I walked down to the bar and ordered a bottle of firewhiskey. "Tonight, I am nothing, but a failure at life, friendship, and love," I stated as I began to sip down the whiskey.
