No booze. I have tramadol. I did crying, and shaking and feeling cold and hot and shit.
I know if I see him again, I'll kick seven shades of shite out of him. Job done. I will sleep.

Hopefully no black eye, no split lip, and no broken cheekbone.

I'm nails me.
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