I sat calmly next to my best friend, she wrote a long note, we talked, she cried, then was free. 12 Gauge Shot gun, duct taped barrel to bite down in her mouth on rifle pushed agianst the wall, back to side of the bed. I held her tight as she pulled the trigger. Next up…
Shot Gun
Ugh!
I can’t voice my opinion anywhere else but here. So sorry if this is boring but i need to rant!
I think hunting animals to EAT is fine. But when you go out shooting with your dumb arse friends with an overpowered shot gun to shoot rabbits then you’re just being a fucking loser with a dangerous weapon.
When asked if you were going to use the animals that had been shot and telling me that only one was okay to eat and ‘the other two were too messy’ really fucking pisses me off!
I would kill something to eat later. But i would never kill an […]
The only way I can keeping going is to know I have a back-up plan already to go. A loaded, short barrel, pump action shot gun under my bed. I’m so close, it will be awesome, peaceful, no more pain. Plan B makes me feel great, just pull the rip cord !
I literally have no friends and no family. Work sucks and my health is bad. I am over 50 with over $1M in debt.
So why am I so lucky? I just got my 12 gauge short barrel shot gun with oo-buck. Problem solved.