Haha it’s one of those nights again
Haha I can’t be the only one who feels this shit, right?
Posting drunk when I’m honestly sober
But I feel like last years tequila finally went to my head
I’m running through the parking lot screaming
My boss is parked right here
Slashing those tires, and I cut my hand
Suddenly my wrists are bleeding out
Haha I actually love my job, you know?
Haha my blood turns his white truck brown
Eyes wide enough to open the door
My smile returns and no one will know
Twitching on the bus as I wanna die on the […]
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Tires
Ive had a vedy fucked up two years.. i already prepare for death.. i sled off the road lastnight.. and for 5 seconds i just new i was going to hit a tree and die.. my point is.. i wasnt scared.. i was ready and hoping.. when i relised after hydroplaning at 80 miles an hour sideways then in to a large field.. it being dark i couldnt see anything.. then sliding at about 60 miles an hour into the grassy side median.. im very suprised i only had 3 flat tires.. i landed 3 feet from the tree sideline.. damn how i wish in […]
I am making a list of things that I could do to help me make it to Tuesday…
aside from stuffing my face with crap (which does not help in any way) what can I realistically do / accomplish / come up with / fabricate / engineer / occupy my time with / invent / rearrange / be proactive about / just to get on with it?
* take a shower
* eat a healthy breakfast
* work on details of a resume to help myself on Tuesday so the appointment I am putting such stock and hope in is able to help me go forwards…..
im so tired of having to go on with being messed around with friends and my girl friend getting told to kill my self being judge and getting made fun of by people who just know my name im going to hang my self tonight im sure of it things were going so well for the longest time and today i just snaped i cant take it
Every day I must face the life of harshness, so cruelly given to me. Every day. And every day, as of late, does my desire for death increase. Now, I have posted on this site before. A horrible post, much like this one, but still. A post. And now, I lay here, in my bed, thoughts of freedom from this life filling my head. I am 14 years old. I have survived 2 suicide attempts. Am I happy about this? Of course not. Why would I be? It would be so much better if I had died back then, when my 3 closest friends still […]