You knowe who i am. You know what kind of animal i was. No one else knows why i drink at certain times. Not even my wife. Making myself work too much. Seems to be the only thing thats works i don`t want to nowe the old me. Don`t feed him olso. It feels so good. To be who i actually am. When i see the image`s, i go to you. .................or at the bust................. I feel more than you for me..... Desperate not knowing what to do....... The more i think...... The more i want the beast let`s do his thing...... sorry........ Doufis