Might as well
Since no one ever reads LJ any more and I can't bear not writing about it what better place than here.
To everyone that I had interactions with on a somewhat daily basis:
-If you didn't bother ever asking my mother or sister how they were,
-If you only cared about the $ I owe(d) (we'll discuss in person at another date)
-If you think I burned you for some bitch I don't even like
YOU ARE ALL DEAD TO ME!!!!
To the few people that tried following the trail I left, nice try. A for effort but that's not where I am. C'mon, do you really think I'm that stupid. Try a different country and you'll find me. Which one? I dunno. But if you ever make it to my village I'll be greatly impressed.
I have a new life now. ONE WITHOUT DRUGS!!! That feeling alone is inexplicable. The ability to use my brain instead of just use... is amazing. I'm finally coming to peace with myself and granted part of that will entail certain closures with people I used to know. I'm done fighting the world, using drugs, wasting my life, being at the beck-and-call of others. Locking myself up so others can live?! WTF was I thinking?
I'm finding peace. It's great. But that doesn't mean that I'm becoming weak. The only promise I make is...
the first person to attempt to talk me back into drugs when I return to handle all of my bussiness
will know the true meaning of the word pain. It doesn't exist in the US. I have learned a new meaning and have a new respect/fear for that small little word.
To a certain someone out there: I owe you a PS2 and Xbox, we all know that. It was simply to make a point. Now that the point has more than been made I will seek out those said objects and return them. I don't want that pettiness on my conscience. I don't apologize for it, but I will restitute it. Cash or the objects themselves, your pick.
P.S.
To the people that are smart enough to trace IP addy's and all that happy techno stuff, don't waste your time. I had a friend post this for me. Again, do you think I'm that stupid?
To everyone that I had interactions with on a somewhat daily basis:
-If you didn't bother ever asking my mother or sister how they were,
-If you only cared about the $ I owe(d) (we'll discuss in person at another date)
-If you think I burned you for some bitch I don't even like
YOU ARE ALL DEAD TO ME!!!!
To the few people that tried following the trail I left, nice try. A for effort but that's not where I am. C'mon, do you really think I'm that stupid. Try a different country and you'll find me. Which one? I dunno. But if you ever make it to my village I'll be greatly impressed.
I have a new life now. ONE WITHOUT DRUGS!!! That feeling alone is inexplicable. The ability to use my brain instead of just use... is amazing. I'm finally coming to peace with myself and granted part of that will entail certain closures with people I used to know. I'm done fighting the world, using drugs, wasting my life, being at the beck-and-call of others. Locking myself up so others can live?! WTF was I thinking?
I'm finding peace. It's great. But that doesn't mean that I'm becoming weak. The only promise I make is...
the first person to attempt to talk me back into drugs when I return to handle all of my bussiness
will know the true meaning of the word pain. It doesn't exist in the US. I have learned a new meaning and have a new respect/fear for that small little word.
To a certain someone out there: I owe you a PS2 and Xbox, we all know that. It was simply to make a point. Now that the point has more than been made I will seek out those said objects and return them. I don't want that pettiness on my conscience. I don't apologize for it, but I will restitute it. Cash or the objects themselves, your pick.
P.S.
To the people that are smart enough to trace IP addy's and all that happy techno stuff, don't waste your time. I had a friend post this for me. Again, do you think I'm that stupid?