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  <title>Comments on 'Confessions of a bottle-tipper'</title>
  <subtitle> I woke to a sharp pounding in my head. 
I sat up. My reflexes were slow. My eye-sight blurry.
_Ughh._ I sighed as I stumbled down the hall.
The place was a mess. I didn't even remember where I was, I just knew I had to leave. 
I stepped heavily over feet and legs of my fellow partiers.
I reached the living-room, which had the least amount of drunken people, and sank onto the couch...

*Why* do I do this?
*Why* does it have so much control over me?
*Why* can't I stop?
I put my head in my hands and tried to rub the head-ache out.
*Why* can't I say _No_? *Why* must I run from my problems, and head straight into new ones?
*Why* does it bother me so much that you're gone?
*Why* do I drown my sorrow in alcohol?
*Why* do I take drugs to make me 'happy'?

...We were so happy. Happy &amp;amp; young. But it was all taken away when that drunk hit your car. _Stupid drunk_...I slip to the floor &amp;amp; weep...
Now
I _am_ a drunk.
I am an addict. 
I need help.... 
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  <updated>2008-06-12T06:20:44Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Confessions of a bottle-tipper</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;this is very realistic and true to life&lt;br /&gt;its tragic and some people might pretend its not real but it is and i like that you wrote about it the way you did almost as if you were trying to get a message out there&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-12T06:20:44Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>DOGScare Me JK</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Confessions of a bottle-tipper</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ironic.. sad,  tragic, emotional all apt words..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-21T16:37:14Z</published>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Confessions of a bottle-tipper</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love this series so far. It&amp;#8217;s so emotional but sad&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-29T00:20:00Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Louise Madison</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Confessions of a bottle-tipper</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;=/ how tragic. But I love how you put it all together, kudos.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-28T16:24:10Z</published>
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      <name>Lovely</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;nice. you conveyed the feelings nicely.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-24T14:49:51Z</published>
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      <name>Dr. Mousse</name>
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