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@yourkissofdeath666
So much respect right now.
When bombs go off on national television.
Sober Life
It's been a while since I've posted anything personal. The past year has been the craziest time of my life. Up until 2 months ago I was out partying every night, getting so drunk and high I can't remember much, and not coming home for weeks at a time. I got kicked out, moved in with my ex, and my addiction got worse. It went from being just alcohol, weed, opiates, speed, and dabbing to doing all of that and also unknowingly doing heroin because my ex laced my speed with it. When I moved back home 2 1/2 months ago my family found out about my drug addiction. My doctors wanted me to go to rehab. Although I refused I decided I was going to get sober on my own. I've spent the last 2 months in almost complete isolation except when I was at work. I'm finally working on bettering myself. I've had to quit a lot of bad habits but I can honestly say nothing has been as brutal as getting off of heroin
Page 15 of Impulse by Ellen hopkins
I just want someone who will kiss me when I’m mad and lets me cry in front of them and buys me pizza and watches scary movies with me and holds my hand real tight even if it’s sweaty and thinks I’m beautiful no matter what I look like and lets me steal their sweaters so I can sleep with their smell on my skin and who laughs at the same things I do and just never lets me go, no matter how hard I try to push them away.
I put down the bottle, I hope you know that. I no longer search for happiness in clear liquors or a drug that numbs every cell in my body. These bad habits are no longer what make the corners of my mouth curve upwards and the thoughts consuming my mind become hazy. Because something about you makes me want to be better. You’re a new habit that, oh god, I’d love to be addicted to. God damn. I’m addicted to you.
Late night thoughts about you are my favorite. (R.n.g)
I remember times when I would wake up and look into his pinpoint pupil’d eyes and not know who was staring back, which version of him I would be living with that day.
Sleeping With Addiction (via femsplain)
When everybody said goodbye, the darkness said hello
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