I haven't written anything in fucking ages. I suppose I've been having alot less shit on my mind. AND alot less guilt. But it was really weird. I was with Vinny...with John and Vito there too of course...but just being in the same car as him made me feel so guilty. Thank god, I got fucked up or I would have went crazy. I felt like dying...I felt like giving John a hug...and...whatever. What's done is done right? Only room for improvement?