Another depression story..

[spasm_xercist]

Well, here's how I make it...I do drugs...Not a lot...I've never been much the drug guy, but still....Look at me, I'm a fucking waste. I hate my god damned life. This is me fucking venting...Roxanne isn't my friend because I do drugs. She told Chris, and now look...He might not be my friend anymore. There was this girl named Sam that I've meto

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[____polyamorous]

I wanna say something to make you feel better, but I know that no matter what it is, it won't. The only thing I know is that love and like and stuff really sucks. I don't think you're a waste, you're actually a pretty nice guy, and you seem like you give a shit about people and that's one of the most important qualities a person can have. Or maybe I'm wrong. I don't agree with drugs, but I can't say I've never done them, so I can't bitch about that. I think it's sorta fucked up to not be someone's friend just because of that, because you're still a good person. I hope you feel better, not that me saying that will make it happen.

Hmm

[spasm_xercist]

Well, it's normally not what other's think, Fuck opinions. It's based upon what I think and etc,etc. That's how I see it. And if That's going to be my life, that's how it will be. I'm surprised you still look at it. You're probably the only one.