When your heart gives out and your love collapses When the hand that never lets go is there no more When you reap and sow only throe and resentment When there's no one else but you to blame it for
When all you ever wish for is to go back once more When all you ever wish for is to change it all When all you feel is remorse, pain and regret When you dwell in the past unable to move on
And we drift far away in our dreams Gather further distance while we sleep Build a wall of glass thick and deep We hear but choose not to listen
And we drift far away in our dreams Gather further distance while we sleep Still the bridge is enflamed with fire Leave all the love we had behind
When you realize that your life is a one-way road When you realize that there's no point of return When you understand that you can't go back anymore When you understand you can only move onwards
And we drift far away in our dreams Gather further distance while we sleep Build a wall of glass thick and deep We hear but choose not to listen
And we drift far away in our dreams Gather further distance while we sleep Still the bridge is enflamed with fire Leave all the love we had behind
Slow down We need to slow down We need to slow down so I can catch you
We need to slow down so I can catch you We need to slow down so you can catch me We need to slow down so I can catch you We need to slow down so you can catch me Slow down
Originally posted by infinityshock
if someone whos body isnt accustomed to taking that large of a dosage of an alprazolam-related drug takes 2mg of xanax it will cause bad things to happen.
someone who doesnt have tolerance… they shouldnt take more than 1mg. .5mg will work fine for sleep
I agree I occasionally take a quarter of one myself sometimes a half but I was running with the assumption that OP has a tolerance.
^ Some of my greatest achievements and accomplishments were inspired and entirely motivated by mental torment and despair and in other words feelings totally fucked and hopeless. I purposely burned bridges so I couldn't turn around and go back to certain people/places/habits etc.
I don't know how much the whole "well I'm totally fucked anyways so if I fail at this so what? I'm just gonna be in the same place I am now" helps you out here but the only reason I haven't became a serial killer or offed myself ages ago is I WOULD NOT STOP believing that pushing, pushing, pushing would eventually get me something or some place greater than I was in. I'm no social scientist and certainly far from a genius I just hope you take something from what I say and may it do you some good. Good luck bubby.
Luckily I bet it was fixed in a few hours tops? I remember 3 maybe 4 summers ago I was(thankfully) in Columbus for business the entire time my hometown was out of power for two fucking weeks..Bottles of water were going for $5(they're like 79 cents otherwise)...glad to see small town America basically reverts back to jungle Africa in less than a month without power..
Originally posted by Malice
I'm going to see a psychiatrist again and try to get Nardil or at least a hefty benzo dose. I'm losing the battle against depression, there's no way I can make it decades like this, continuing to live like this. I've also accepted, that regardless of how I feel, I cannot continue to exist in total isolation. I tried, tried hard to find some way to make it sustainable, but it simply does not work. It runs far to contrary to human biology.
No family, indigent, literally have not had social relationships in 14 years, purposefully isolating and detaching myself, filled with regrets, I really wish I had been diagnosed early and put on medication and depression. I'm about as depressed, isolated, unfulfilled, anxious, and tormented by my thoughts as you can get. This is a really fucked up situation to be in. Realistically, I'm probably pretty much fucked with pretty poor odds of never committing suicide or ever having a particularly good quality of life.
I want to work in an animal sanctuary, just surrounded by non-human friends like me.
The thought of me committing some grand crime to go out with is a complete joke when I'm in this state, completely non-functional. I really shouldn't even joke around about it.
I truly hope you find your passion and it turns your drive on. It doesn't have to be money or woman or fame or whatever else in the big top ten. It would be immeasurably sad to see a mind as bright as yours just waste away.
16 vicodin...you may as well spring for roxy 30's or oxy's or even heroin at that point the tylenol contained in that amount of vicodin is enough to make your liver cry.
Kopi luwak, or civet coffee, refers to the coffee that includes part-digested coffee cherries eaten and defecated by the Asian palm civet (Paradoxurus hermaphroditus). Producers of the coffee beans argue that the process may improve coffee through two mechanisms, selection and digestion. Selection occurs if the civets choose to eat cherries.
Sounds pretty expensive for shit out coffee...idk it's one of those "luxury" things.
