Letter Thirty-Two

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Ninety-Six Days After...

I'm sorry. I got drunk again. I know I shouldn't be drinking, but its my only escape right now.

Well that and the scars on my body.

I'm really sorry. Please don't be mad, please don't hate.

Please.

I love you, Kenneth.

I really fucking love you.

-Craig
McCormick <3

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