panic
am i resurrecting this thing? i don't know - no one uses livejournal anymore, i'm writing for my own entertainment, i'm writing for catharsis. but i want these words to be seen, i want to be heard, to be stopped, but i am my own worst enemy.
addiction is scary. it creeps up on you and seizes you and and what can you do about it? chloroform-rag over yr. mouth and it's over.
i feel like i'm fighting a losing battle. i can't understand how i allowed myself to get to this point - i look at the others, and am amazed they allowed THEMSELVES to get where they are. Some are worse than me. I am scared for them, I'm scared for me. I don't know what the future brings, where I'll be.
If this continues, "where i'll be" might be under six feet of dirt.
addiction is scary. it creeps up on you and seizes you and and what can you do about it? chloroform-rag over yr. mouth and it's over.
i feel like i'm fighting a losing battle. i can't understand how i allowed myself to get to this point - i look at the others, and am amazed they allowed THEMSELVES to get where they are. Some are worse than me. I am scared for them, I'm scared for me. I don't know what the future brings, where I'll be.
If this continues, "where i'll be" might be under six feet of dirt.