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Where do you go when you don't know where to go? I can't be happy. I can't change things. I can only distract myself in such a way that I don't harm myself. I want to go to therapy but I don't have insurance. I stopped smoking weed. I have to if I want to get into a decent career. and honestly, i don't need it, but i need something. -
Writer's Block: Family Matters
I believe I'm the rebel child in my family. I'm Bipolar 1 and it's been a huge problem all through my teenage years. When I was fourteen, I was hospitalized for my mania because I had run away and was drinking. The doctors at the ER recommended me listing into Dominion Hospital, which was a brick building with white walls. When I was there, a ( Read more... ) -
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[handful] soma + hydrocodone + ganja = wobbly legs, blurred vision, and a sense of shameless joy ( Read more... ) -
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I'm in like with a boy who just turned sixteen about a week ago. I'm eighteen. Wtf.
We're sorta dating, and he's an absolute cutie.
