Woah.....hehehe.....I didn't see those words you quoted of Hungryman's.... a little darker than the wise words I saw.....darker, but still wise I suppose......he must've edited his comment......made it less 'dark'.......
I did that too......it's hard....wanting to say the right thing, but not knowing what's right......getting all passionate about it.....a million things bouncing around in your head......

Lol sorry Hungryman, i'll go back and edit my post accordingly.

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Done !

Apologies for any misunderstanding dude.

Haha! It's all good, man. I try to edit to quotes sometimes also, just to not repost a long one over and over.

You agree with him, but call him a deadass, what's that about. I think he's just tryin to help/educate (not just you but anyone else reading this), not tell you what to do or talk down to you....or attack you.

I don't know. I could be wrong, I don't know you..... but it seems like you've been thru some shit & got fucked over by people......makin it hard for you to trust & always in defense mode. You come out swingin. I could be wrong & don't mean to psychoanalyze you, it's not my place. Just putting that out there in hopes that if that IS the case, people might understand you a bit more. & get off your dick. I noticed you act pretty civil until someone talks shit OR you THINK they're talkin shit, then BAM shit gets crazy. I'm def not sayin it's all you. People are comin at you hard.

I bet you can too. But why go out that way? Most people that overdose don't die from the drugs, if they are lucky they might die from cardiac arrest or a brain hemorrhage, but it's more common that they blackout and die from suffocating on their own vomit. Picture that for a moment, the #4 chicken finger combo you last ate, plus stomach bile, making it's way up from your belly, filling your lungs until you choke to death from lack of oxygen, on ground up bits of breaded chicken and foamy stomach acid.

I have had a couple friends that went out this way. Every now and then, I visit their graves and wonder what their lives would be like today. One of them has a 16 year old daughter, that was 8 months old when he passed. She'll never know how fucking funny her dad was. He was dancing on stage at our graduation and had a 1000 people cracking up at him. He had his own demons too, but he chose to hide them and make other people laugh to help them feel better. It's funny sometimes, how the most tortured people in the world, usually carry the brightest light. If they can overcome their own pain, they can become a beacon to lead others out of the shit storm.

Let's face it, we all gotta die eventually. But one day after you die, someone will tell your story to another person that never knew you. Don't let the last sentence in that story be the vomit one.

Yeah until you accidentally take a 'hotshot' and they find you in a pile of your own blood,shit and puke with a dirty syringe stuck in the veins of your weak as piss junkie arms.

We may have our differences Zendan but seriously, go and get some help and sort your fucking self out dude.

I actually feel sorry for you now.



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I bet you can too. But why go out that way?

I'll echo what Sharris has stated here, wise words Hungryman, very wise indeed.

Yeah until you accidentally take a 'hotshot' and they find you in a pile of your own blood,shit and puke with a dirty syringe stuck in the veins of your weak as piss junkie arms.

We may have our differences Zendan but seriously, go and get some help and sort your fucking self out dude.

I actually feel sorry for you now.

this was deep

maybe one of the reasons i'm so self destructive is because i DON'T have anyone that depends on me like that

no one would be affected by my death except probably one close friend and my sister (and my sister kind of treats me like shit so)

even then, i don't want to do that to them and that's probably the only reason i haven't killed myself