Charlie's been taking good care of me while my parents are gone. He keeps bringing me more Klonopin. I am usually only allowed two a week.
"Dad is going to shit in his britches when he finds out how much Klonopin you've given me," I told Charlie.
"I don't want you to get all crazy on me," Charlie said laughing.
We both then burst out laughing.
Charlie brings me gifts. Yesterday, I ate entirely too much. Helen's wonderful meal and then Charlie brought me a Wendy's double with cheese and a Biggie Fries. My favorite part was the coke. I don't get caffeine drinks very often.
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Oh Andrew you're so fortunate to have people that love you and care about you. That must help you a lot.
Believe it or not... I kinda envy you.
Oh Andrew you're so fortunate to have people that love you and care about you. That must help you a lot.
Believe it or not... I kinda envy you.
i had to laugh when you said "biggie"
i still-- after almost 17 years-- can't get soulman to say biggie coke or fries. :))
happy weekend my brotha
Let me tell you about my dream last night.
Hahahahaha!
Did you get a new car?
I know you miss your cokes but I do think it has helped reduce the number of panic attacks you have now.
Only 11 days and counting.... :-)
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