i want dramamine
i want nyquili wanna do it alli wanna be a whore to drugs and medicineslam me, fuck me against the wallall just for a little thrilla little bit of vice and sintopped with a bit of sugar and lovewho knows just what could come?it's just a little bit abovethe expected normal, it's fun!it's all fine and nice to dolaying in piles of discarded skini can't feel my body anymorebut to my intents i stay truetearing through with sini just want to be a little whorei wanna be so ill, so blowni wanna be caught up in my mindaway from all you people hereaway from myself, from all the fearfrom life, from all of time,just to feel a bit closer to the hearti'd swallow that bottle of pillsand convulse in my own disgustat my foolish games of pain and thrillsi'm gonna swallow that bottle of tylenoland overdose and end this bustgonna just break free into the nightwith a little bit of xanax for mighti wanna soil my skin red cough syrup draining into my poresfeeling the amphetamines courseall throughout my veinsleaving me mentally deadbut physically without disdainit's not like i have anything in this world that i might losejust another one night flingof pills, hate, and boozeclawing at my throat for airwith no breath to be foundseeing the world in shades of pink and greenand seeing the soundas i down a bit more vicodinmy hand full of acceptancedrugs that won't judge methat will make my mind danceand let me be freei wanna claw at realityand tear myself loose from this constraintopen up my eyes, to a sight of nothingthe darkness encroaching the sanitylying in a pool of my own wastei can no longer seethe xanax as ran out, the bottles pill-freethe heroin lying next to my handsand a little needle just for methe tylenol finding itself in a dancewith the psilocybin, and the methclawing it's way through my skinthe amphetamines coursing me to deathand a smile on my face, accepting thiswishing only to do it againto just put myself in this drug-induced heaven
Well, I don't. I was just writing to write. but one of the ideas conveyed here is that I know that it's bad for me, but I couldn't care less because life itself has been pretty bad for me so I want to die. That's the general idea of what's going here.
death by overdose.What you said sounded like experience, Ronnie.
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Oh my god ronnie has a dark side D:
cant you tell from the evil glare shes giving you in her avatar?
LAMBDA CALCULUS MOTHERFUCKERS.