The truth is

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I actually feel like this

Submitted: August 29, 2016

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Submitted: August 29, 2016



It's been two weeks since I quit smoking weed. and I'll tell you it one of those I wish the world would end now feelings. I just quit cold turkey but i know deep down I won't last long what the point I'm gonna die anyway shit att his moment I have almost finish a six pack as I write this "rap god" on repeat I want to break something I want to scream I want to do so much if I could sacrifice virgins,yes I  would. Fuck those bitches. I'm a selfish motherfucker I've already counted 7 I's in this sentence. It's the liquor I swear. hold on I need another can I"ll brb.

I'm writing this shit right now Aug 30, 2016, 1:30 am. damn I need another six make it twelve no I don't need any fucking juror. I know the devil is watching me and waiting for me to fall but fuck him maybe one day I'll reread this and think to myself what the fuck was I thinking. believing in myself when no one would fuck them too!

I'm so weak I really just want to break down and cry. I've cried before I must admit what good did that do. I opened my bible first sentence and I'll quote "Cast thy burden upon thy Lord" what exactly have I done right to deserve to see the light?  Carlos died Kevin got killed why wasn't it me and not them who I am I that you spare me? 

I'm way too aggressive I can use the F word in every F'n sentence. Fuck My broken car,Fuck my fucking wife,fuck this liquor and the way it has affected me. 

I'll end it here my thoughts are going overboard.

Man I wanna smoke some fucking weed lmao

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