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What else is wrong

What else is wrong

I apologized to Ann for talking her ear off. “Oh, no, it’s fine – I’m just glad to see you awake, and not crying,” she said. That’s about right. I don’t have a big repertoire in terms of socializing these days. In addition to sleeping 9 or 10 hours at night, I take a couple … read more What else is wrong

Posted on December 17, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags Ann, drugs, pain, withdrawal
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