Feel like ive been spamming, but my mind is racing and im sitting here alone. I want to go somewhere in my last month on this earth. Somewhere ive never been. Now ive really got nothing left to lose, so why not? Who knows.. Maybe if i go, I’ll find a reason to breathe. Or show someone else why they should carry on. Maybe i shouldn’t go. If i don’t go, i have a safety. All of this is a sure thing and I’m good to go..
Ha.. Listen to me. Talking like travel is an option when you’re broke. That’s not a thing.
January 30th.. Gives me almost two months. My brothers birthday is January17th and my sisters the 25th. I want to be here for those. I really REALLY don’t want to wait that long, though. It seems like a life time. I guess it’ll give me time to finally settle on a method and work out all of the kinks. Maybe get laid. -_- im just so tired.. And ready to stop waking up
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You mentioned you watched the chat population dwindle, which one are you? I don’t recognize your style or any part of your story revealed in posts, I’m curious, really I am.
I was never involved in the chat. Just spoke frequently with people who were. I keep my distance from things like that. Very cautious about over sharing.
Eh, that makes sense I suppose. I think I was the one they were referring to that “lost their shit”, honestly I was just fucked up, still am just less fucked than before I guess?
I was actually referring to someone else, though i won’t say any names. I will say, however, this particular person can eat a bag of dicks. Definitely wasnt you.
Yayyyy it wasn’t me! Must’ve been after I was banished for losing my shit….
Lmao here. Ceph sent me an oh so mysterious link a few weeks ago. Send them this. Tell’em all to go to hell.
https://dicksbymail.com/?gclid=CjwKEAiA94nCBRDxismumrL83icSJAAeeETQ83SkpIByXX15nfyTT_96Jn41EkUZGmQE1ks0DN2YGRoCHiTw_wcB
“Who’s laughin’ now jerks!”
I remember a few of your old posts. They were so delightfully.. Profane. What happened?
Ohhh my moods, meds, and personality change every year. I am rarely the same person as each year passes.
Can you hold on until February? Something is supposed to happen then, if I can keep my own head attached to my neck