I seem to be living my life out of hotels lately. They are horribly lonely places, even when your not depressed. For me they are a nightmare. The only time I have ever seriously considered suicide was sitting in a hotel room all alone, miles from anyone I know. Well I have two weeks of it coming up. I get to come home at the weekend but it's still going to be tough. I hope and pray the hotel is Wi-Fi so I can talk to you lot coz DS is one of the few things that give me comfort when I'm away from home. If not then I guess i'll miss you all for a while
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