Sep 29, 2007 02:16
It wasn't up until about a year and a half ago, that I began to notice something terribly wrong. My smiles turned into frowns, I began losing my since of optimistic-ness, I began giving up on everything I couldn't succeed at. I gave up on anyone ever loving me, I gave up on the sober life. I began not trusting anything, I started to doubt myself in everything I was doing. Now a year and a half later I gave up on the drugs...
But, the rest of my pain has not escaped me yet. I don't know what happened in that year and a half that made me so depressed. I guess it's growing up. I am the first of my friends to move away to a place with no friends. I think that everyone is going to forget me because they are too wrapped up in drugs to even notice that I am not there anymore. That's not everyone, but the majority. DRUGS FUCKED ME UP! I am pissed at everyone who is giving drugs to people who never desired to touch them before, I don't care if they are my friends. Why would they want to fuck up someones life more. When you do drugs you don't see what bad it's doing to you, but trust me it is.
Another thing I hate people who meet people through me and then automatically become bffflz with them, and then leave me out. What kind of shit is that?
I am sick of missing people who don't miss me.
I am sick of crying every night, fucking make me smile god damnit.
I am sick of my life
!
- a few things in it.
I want my mommy and daddy and brother and pepper back
here!
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