Maybe I should just give it one more shot. My last time I was successful, well a combo of drugs and the lq withdrawls, either way, it did work, so it’s my time.
The other day some dude was talking about jumping, he had rented a room. I am super afraid of heights, but I hate wasting money, so I would just HAVE TO JUMP. Vodka will give me courage, unless it makes me sick, or worse I just fall asleep. I have the money right now to get a room and alcohol. I pray, many times a day, I pray for others and that I’m thankful for what I have. I just don’t know what will happen after. I have to wait for my mother to die. I couldn’t do that to her.
Or my other option is to get a ticket and fly back home. I’d be safe there, from others, but a major danger to myself.
Why can’t he just tell me to leave and stick with it? Things should have been better now, but we won’t let it. I just want a hug. Not to sleep with our backs to each other.
Can someone just make my fing decision for me. If you’re reading this, can you please tell me, pasta, or pizza. For a vacay, a ski resort, or a trip on an island.
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Pasta and pizza , mhhhh how about both,
Stay strong !
I wish you would take that ticket you said your friend was offering and fly back to Denver.
pizza on a island sounds like paradise.
pizza on an island where snow falls so you can do skiing.