D. Scott
D. Scott
Sep 1, 2018 · 2 min read

The Codependent Loner —

Brief intro: I’m a gay, bipolar, Native American guy (But who’s into labels anyway? ((Me.🤦🏻‍♂️)) ) who’s had one shitty summer and wants to cathartically share. Read it or not, do as you wish. But yes, please read it. Seriously.

9/1/18. 9:13 a

After a sadder-than-usual drink session last night I woke up and desperately needed a bowl. Unfortunately it’s Saturday so my mom is home all day. So I hopped in the car and drove to a national refuge right outside of my hometown, to walk and smoke my worries away.

I do miss David. He pops into my mind just like he did right now in mid-thought of something else. After five and a half years of loving someone, it just doesn’t stop. But I digress.

I always find cool photo opportunities when I go to the refuge. And FYI: owls are bad luck. They’re messengers of death! I once hit one with my car. I killed him instead. Bastard.

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