Yes I am fucking aware that I’m slowly killing myself by going off on pill binges for weeks at a time, but you know what I really don’t fucking care anymore. I’m sick and tired of people trying to tell me what to do, No I’m not gonna go to fucking rehab or detox because you guys are scared I’m going to fucking die, how about you open your fucking eyes and realize I’m not fucking afraid of dying, the thought of it doesn’t bother me one bit.
If ya wanna stab me in the back our straight out shoot me, all I ask is could you make sure it kills me. Cause I’m done with this life,
With Kyra tomorrow :)
Should be a good day :D
If I can’t get a decent job within the next two months, Idec I’ll rob another dealer and jump on a bus somewhere far away or I’ll just die.
Fuck detox I don’t need it. I’m staying home today. I’m disappearing off Facebook and outa Everyones life for awhile, getting a job and getting the Fuck outa this town.
Detox tomorrow. Getting off the drugs so I can sell more. Picking up a 2 hundred lot in a couple weeks, I’ll beable to move 2 hundred pills a week, make about 250_350$ just in profit from one 2 hundred lot, save up after 4 or 5 lots I’ll beable to get the Fuck outa here.
All I had to do was look at how much your blog changed from suicidal thoughts, to love posts. It really Brought a few tears to my eyes :’), happy tears of course, because I really love you and I’m so happy I got you back :’)