i was just talking with one of my friends on msn and i'm really scared right now. he told me he was in a dark room and hoping that something would kill him. i kept asking him if he was ok and he said he was fine. then he asked me whether something should die fast and painful or slow and painless. i didn't want to answer that, but he made me and right after i answered he signed off. I don't know what to do, i'm just really scared, it's just not like him to talk like that.
i'm guessing something happened between him and his g/f or something like that, i don't think he'd do anything stupid. I just wished he had told me and not not signed off so quickly. I'm still worried about him, I hope he calls me
Taht is scary. Something like that happened to me once too. This guy I talk to on IM was just totally depressed and I didn' t know what to do. I was too wussy to push him into anything.
10 Benadryl + walking up stairs = Alan passing out and falling down a flight of stairs.
I feel like death warmed over. Maybe I shouldn't take so many pills next time, but I dare you to think clearly at 5 in the morning.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
the clouds are paper thin, and they open up for the sun, only for them to close back up again. crazy pre-storm weather.
i went to get breakfast at McD's and they gave me double my order
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
Never take 10 Benadryls when you haven't eaten in well over a day. It makes you feel sick to your stomach.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
You got lucky with your car this time. Next time you won't be so lucky.
I like not being hungry anymore, it keeps me from eating food that I don't need. Hell, if the prospect of seeing Lauren makes me like this every time before I see her, then shit, I wanna see her every other day. That would be the best way to lose weight, besides that movement thing.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
you always got that one ass hole friend on your messenger that pulls shit like that.
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown