So the story goes~
I was with this chick for a month and a half & everything was great everything seemed perfect. I was happy, I was out looking for a job tryna get my life back together.
Girlfriend starts hanging out with new ppl, two of them I thought were my good friends, one day she ditched me to hangout with them Allday & night, next day the same thing happens.
3rd day I see her walking downtown with my two “friends” drunk as Fuck & Clearly on drugs, she comes up to me crying we take a walk, she tells me she doesn’t wanna be a Bitch or sound like one, tell me she feels like things aren’t the same as when we first started dating, we talk abit more then she leaves, an hour later I meet up with my good friend and he tells me she told him that she left me because my other two “friends” she’s hanging out with told her lies about me cheating on her which never happened. I go off on a rampage, for the past week straight I’ve been doing over a gram of coke, few lines of Molly, few hits of Estacy, few hits of speed, the occasional joint, and allot of liquor, every day I’ve been doing all that for 5-6 days straight,..
I have no cares anymore, I don’t care about living or dying, have up on getting a job, all I want to do is get really high, really drunk,& really fucked up and have an amazing day every day till all this kills me so Atleast when I die, I’ll die with a smile on my face &I won’t be grieving over what this dumb Bitch & my backstabbing friends did to me.
If one day these pills kill me, just remember,
Atleast I was happy when I died ~