Trust No One... Friends don't exist..
Burned again and spending the rest of my day off alone, working a lot and lots of things have changed...well not really, now things are just a little bit worse but it hasnt been going in the general downward direction, good things have actually happend the past few days, but i dont think a VIDEO GAME can count as a good thing happening, even though for me HALO 2 was the majority of the reason i've even had a good day lately, that and Natasha, but thats clearly hit or miss..or at least thats what its been in the past. Her and I are talking, or something? I don't know, I'm not counting on anything its probably just another game for her to play. Seems to me that I must be a very fun person to fuck with becasue numerous people fuck with my head in differnt ways on almost a daily basis. Thats fine with me though, i dont really even care anymore... I werk the rest of the fucking week and then sunday comes, this sunday im gonna experiment with something new, im so tired of the same high's from the same drugs that i usually find myself indulging on every week or so. Everyones into Coke and Speed again, uppers seem to be the "trend" wich is quite fine with me. I dont really like to get up, i like to get down, and i think i will, so low that my body may even shut down, wich isnt even that suprising. Lately theres been a lot of demand for H and from what i've been hearing its becoming more available again, i dont know what will come of it but hopefully sunday i will be giving it a "shot" or so to speak. Im not really sure if my bodies ready for an injection nor do i even know if im capable of trying something so addicting. Reguardless of the risks involved i will be trying it out if i get the chance. Possibly i could find some tar to smoke, but i dont have weeks to hunt down the stuff. Methadone tablets are impossible to find and the morphine isnt really that easy to locate either, this all makes it very hard for a very unhappy person *such as myself* to find the slightest relief from this "Punishment" called life and now everything i had to say has left me. Dont leave me some shity comment saying im an idiot, your a fucking idiot for even talking to me because if the majority of you really new what i thought of you, you probably wouldnt even wanna remember my name.. The few things i enjoy in life seem to fuck with everyone else's moral standards so i dont really care if i even talk to anyone anymore.... FUCK OFF