Fam pick me up from work instantly depressed hit me like a ton of bricks I was pretty much fine and okay all day and then all of a sudden in a bad mood .
* fart noise*
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I lived my life as a child who had big dreams. I wanted to be a teacher or a doctor because that’s what kids my age wanted to be at the time. Life outside was great,but coming home was never any fun. There were times when I enjoyed being home. Other times I wish I had a place to run to. Four years go by and every single day of those years were awful. What still brings me tears is when on July 5th I told myself “This was beautiful day”. From then till now I haven’t had a beautiful day. I became a druggie […]
Methadone Overdose – Anyone tried/failed or Anyone else thought of this?
by hastapasadas
written by hastapasadas
Just wondering how affective this is. Obviously fatality is the key here. Apparently when used with alcohol, effects are heightened. Never taken this before but can probably obtain it. Thinking of taking a concoction of a medley of sleeping tablets, alcohol, painkillers and this stuff. Bam.
Take another step dear,
take another breath dear,
bow to your fans dear,
and poof, you disappear dear.
Take another shot hun,
Drink until your numb, hun.
It’s all a buncha fun,
Bam, shouts the gun!
Buy a bikini, dear
and make it pretty, dear.
wear waterproof makeup dear,
cause you wanna look good, dear.
now jump in the water hun,
let it take away the pain, hun
and Done done done, hun,
you’re done.
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I havn’t written a poem or song for a while. I guess because things have been okay since since last monday, I started going downhill again, I have a […]
well lets start this fucking bullshit shall we. Okay so what the fuck do you do when everything you touch or do fails? what the hell do you do when girlfriend after girlfriend leaves you? After they use the fuck out of you? Or roomates who wish to rip you off at every turn? what the fuck do you do when you’ve cried to the point where you can’t anymore? I fucking feel nothing anymore no joy no excitement no passion for my favorite things no expectation for good to happen nothing ever goes right anymore but when something fucked up happens to me it […]
i have scars. yeah, they’re pretty bad. all up my arms and legs. But they serve a nice purpose. they remind not to do dumb shit like trust anyone, or believe there is hope, or even believe in general. they remind me that life is one big game of lies, of which, i lose. They remind me that life is like a funhouse mirror, you think everything is perfect until you step in front of one. and then BAM! everything just goes wack. so yeah, I wear black. “typical emo” though right? (*bastards*) I wear black to remind me that everyday is a day to […]
and if I had a gun, I would have already pulled the fucking trigger. bam. gone, no more pain. no more tears. no more letting people down. let me just make it easier for the rest of the world.
everyone makes fun of me. everyone leaves me. everyone hates me but loves my jokes. and no one understands my pain. or my tears. and they wonder why I want to be dead.