when you need to start pissing but you know sometimes it takes a few minutes to relax everything or whatever so you're just standing there waiting, if you wait until you are almost able to but still unable to piss and then pinch the head of your dick it will help you begin to piss 1-2 seconds earlier which saves you valuable time
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lol what a pussy. you obviously didn't mean shit to her if she left with the dude who beat you up. my relationship stood the test of MULTIPLE bouts of drug induced psychosis, some of which left me soaked in blood or yelling at strangers in public for like 3 years
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Originally posted by Technologist
My gawd she loved you.
yea, thanks for reminding me lol. not anymore though. she got some new guy who is probably a white faggot 2 pump chump nerd that looks like hiki and apparently loves him now.
anyways yea once i was up for 4 nights doing stimulants and then i did some heroin when i was coming down and was really upset about something and i cut up my leg a bunch of times til it was bleeding all over the place and we didn't have anything big enough to stop the bleeding so my friend came and picked us up and took us to walmart and we got some bandages but i took some klonopin on the way over and started going into this weird psychosis where i was seeing dinosaurs and shadow people all over the place and it was really difficult to perceive reality and i just thought everything was funny, so they put some jeans on my to try to cover the bleeding but my pants leg was literally drenched in blood and i kept on laughing at things and making dumb jokes being super slurry and everyone was looking at us and the cashier was just like "wtf" because while my ex and friend were buying me bandages i kept taking pictures of the candy bars and giggling
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Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood
The only reason he makes 100 threads about a person saying the same thing over and over is because you are all very simplistic and can have your entire essence summed up by one retarded person spamming but you never see threads like that about króz or myself because we are eniggmas and can't be defined
my life is actually really intricate and nuanced and difficult to navigate like a labyrinth
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Originally posted by Technologist
Finding unconditional love is as good as it gets.
This is just my take on it. If she tried to help you stop, it was probably killing her to watch you continue. I know it would be painful to watch someone you love destroying themselves.
How long ago did it end? Does she know you’re working on getting your shit right?
Not to minimized your love for her, but it can be found again. I had that kind of love when I was 27, and thought I’d never find it again. It took awhile, 26yrs, but I found it again.
I hope time will help you heal.
it's been like 9 months. she knows, but i've tried many times before and did fucked up things that i really regret sometimes when we fought. so she's done and i can't even blame her.
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Some guy came around where my son lives last night, asking for a cigarette. My son said no and he left. He came back saying he didn’t like how my son responded to him, and punched my son in the face. My son sees red with shit like this. The guy is big, but my son took him down and was punching him so bad, that my son’s roommate had to pull him off.
Now the guy is outside their apartment trying to go at it again. What a wigger. Saw his FB page, he’s a wanna be ginger wigger crip.
tell ur son to be careful, that guy sounds like the type of retard who would bring a gun back over a bruised ego
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backseat driving. passenger. traveling. bumming a ride in my own brain. pointless meandering. using the vanity mirror to break up the cocaine. loitering. lost in a memory somewhere between a first kiss and a dope vein. nursing myself as an infant and in the same instant im shackled and cuffed and restrained . how does this fucking pertain to anything other than coping with pain. all of the time i spent hoping to change. just an obsession with stoking the flames. haunted. something hovers over me. i feel it’s breath. the skeletal projection of accumulated stress.
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