deadpie
March 16th, 2011, 03:29 AM
I hate seeing it all come up. Another friend recently died. It's the first one in a while that wasn't drug related. Still, it's hard seeing this. She was a beautiful girl. I don't get it. Getting on facebook and seeing the group, seeing that she's gone.
One of my friends from school could possibly also be dead. Nobody knows anything or where he is. He's just disappeared, pulled a Richey Edwards. I actually had somewhat of a 'bond' to him that was unique. I know he had lost a very close friend to an overdose and he took it hard. So I wouldn't be surprised if he's gone because he killed himself or OD'd.
Being an addict, I've had countless amounts of friends die. I've seen people close to dying. Even at my own last school, I've seen people pass out and shit. It's not fun to be around that stuff. The previous school was typical.
In eighth grade I lost a really close friend of mine, someone I really related to. He was very inspiring to me, especially with music. I guess my music ocd kicked in after he passed. I feel like it was my fault because I should of helped him more. I stopped caring the more I got into drugs. Then he killed himself. I don't get why I survived all my attempts and he died. He had more potential in living then I did. He didn't turn to drugs for help. He could still find faith in things.
Another friend I've been hanging with lately reminds me allot of him because he's also suicidal, but has that faith. It bothers me seeing people with that, because I don't have it. I lose it more every day that I think of this shit.
Ally, she's alive but I lost her so many times. She's OD'd on drugs I gave her. Can you understand the FUCKING GUILT in something like that? She's attempted suicide over me before. She would blame me for cutting herself and using. And truthfully, it is my fault. I was only with her for sex. And I didn't even care about sex. She was heavier in drugs and alcohol than I was. She still is. Looking at her is like looking at someone who's already dead because there's no turning back for her. Some people just can't get sober.
I hate my sister, but I love her. She annoys the shit out of me, but I'm scared. She's only eight and talking about killing herself, wanting to break her arms and stuff like that. I feel like I might of influenced that with my suicidal behavior. Even though everyone blames it on her ADHD, I think it's my fault.
Another person, very, very close to me. He's going to die. I know it. Actually, I'm not even going to talk about him because that's too much for me.
I don't know. Everyone around me dies. I deserve to die. They don't.
One of my friends from school could possibly also be dead. Nobody knows anything or where he is. He's just disappeared, pulled a Richey Edwards. I actually had somewhat of a 'bond' to him that was unique. I know he had lost a very close friend to an overdose and he took it hard. So I wouldn't be surprised if he's gone because he killed himself or OD'd.
Being an addict, I've had countless amounts of friends die. I've seen people close to dying. Even at my own last school, I've seen people pass out and shit. It's not fun to be around that stuff. The previous school was typical.
In eighth grade I lost a really close friend of mine, someone I really related to. He was very inspiring to me, especially with music. I guess my music ocd kicked in after he passed. I feel like it was my fault because I should of helped him more. I stopped caring the more I got into drugs. Then he killed himself. I don't get why I survived all my attempts and he died. He had more potential in living then I did. He didn't turn to drugs for help. He could still find faith in things.
Another friend I've been hanging with lately reminds me allot of him because he's also suicidal, but has that faith. It bothers me seeing people with that, because I don't have it. I lose it more every day that I think of this shit.
Ally, she's alive but I lost her so many times. She's OD'd on drugs I gave her. Can you understand the FUCKING GUILT in something like that? She's attempted suicide over me before. She would blame me for cutting herself and using. And truthfully, it is my fault. I was only with her for sex. And I didn't even care about sex. She was heavier in drugs and alcohol than I was. She still is. Looking at her is like looking at someone who's already dead because there's no turning back for her. Some people just can't get sober.
I hate my sister, but I love her. She annoys the shit out of me, but I'm scared. She's only eight and talking about killing herself, wanting to break her arms and stuff like that. I feel like I might of influenced that with my suicidal behavior. Even though everyone blames it on her ADHD, I think it's my fault.
Another person, very, very close to me. He's going to die. I know it. Actually, I'm not even going to talk about him because that's too much for me.
I don't know. Everyone around me dies. I deserve to die. They don't.