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Sometimes I think about stuff ... but then I stop.
I love my God so much.
But why did my life have to be so fucked up.
From my 13 year old mother who was addicted to Heroin,
to my 14 year old father who killed my birth mother 5 years
later at 18.
Asshole mother #ucker out of prison but won't see me.
I only want a picture of my mother you filthy #uck.
Anyway God, I do appreciate my current parents.
They loved me unconditionally. They did not know I was being
rapped as a child In those underground caves,
passed around like a piece of meat to hungry animals..
I don't blame my parent's. They were the best thing that ever
happened to me in my 48 years on this disgusting planet called
Earth.
It was not their fault ... I was so very bad to them as a
teenager. I fell into major drugs at the age of 14.
My mind was still growing and learning and I fucked it up real
good with 100's of LSD trips and other mind altering drugs....
I tried so hard to get clean but that #ucking freebase had me
held in it's grip and would NOT LET GO until my lungs collapsed.
Rehab .. Start a new life with my first GF/wife. I got a son!!
She got a baby sitter (ME) while she went off and shot Meth into
her arms with other men for days and days every week.....
That was only the beginning of my mental abuse from female's
and drugs. God where were you ? I was so bad after 2 years ... OMG.
But you know... You were there. Then it went from bad to worse.
I gave that woman everything. I worked 3 #fucking jobs 18 hours
a day 6 days a week to take care of my temporary sons and supply that
#ucking meth addiction.
I was only 20 years old !! I gave her a chance at real life,
but instead she dragged me back down into the pits of drugs and
crime. Hardend by the streets and the biker's. Those #ucking
PeckerHeads and FeatherHeads.
She gave me permanent mental disorders that I live with to this
day.
This was only my first 25 years of life in the self made prison
of my mind. The second half .... only got worse.
WHY DIDNT MY MOTHER JUST ABORT ME ???
I make no one happy and I am not happy. My life is a Joke, and
meaningless.
God, is the journey to my next reality almost here ? Should I
continue to wait, or should I start the journey on my own ?
esaelp em pleH.
Help me please.
NOTE from author: This is meaningless to all but me. I know it
jumps around and is written poorly. I just felt like typing it
and why not here. I am to trunk to dhink or type. Take Me.
But why did my life have to be so fucked up.
From my 13 year old mother who was addicted to Heroin,
to my 14 year old father who killed my birth mother 5 years
later at 18.
Asshole mother #ucker out of prison but won't see me.
I only want a picture of my mother you filthy #uck.
Anyway God, I do appreciate my current parents.
They loved me unconditionally. They did not know I was being
rapped as a child In those underground caves,
passed around like a piece of meat to hungry animals..
I don't blame my parent's. They were the best thing that ever
happened to me in my 48 years on this disgusting planet called
Earth.
It was not their fault ... I was so very bad to them as a
teenager. I fell into major drugs at the age of 14.
My mind was still growing and learning and I fucked it up real
good with 100's of LSD trips and other mind altering drugs....
I tried so hard to get clean but that #ucking freebase had me
held in it's grip and would NOT LET GO until my lungs collapsed.
Rehab .. Start a new life with my first GF/wife. I got a son!!
She got a baby sitter (ME) while she went off and shot Meth into
her arms with other men for days and days every week.....
That was only the beginning of my mental abuse from female's
and drugs. God where were you ? I was so bad after 2 years ... OMG.
But you know... You were there. Then it went from bad to worse.
I gave that woman everything. I worked 3 #fucking jobs 18 hours
a day 6 days a week to take care of my temporary sons and supply that
#ucking meth addiction.
I was only 20 years old !! I gave her a chance at real life,
but instead she dragged me back down into the pits of drugs and
crime. Hardend by the streets and the biker's. Those #ucking
PeckerHeads and FeatherHeads.
She gave me permanent mental disorders that I live with to this
day.
This was only my first 25 years of life in the self made prison
of my mind. The second half .... only got worse.
WHY DIDNT MY MOTHER JUST ABORT ME ???
I make no one happy and I am not happy. My life is a Joke, and
meaningless.
God, is the journey to my next reality almost here ? Should I
continue to wait, or should I start the journey on my own ?
esaelp em pleH.
Help me please.
NOTE from author: This is meaningless to all but me. I know it
jumps around and is written poorly. I just felt like typing it
and why not here. I am to trunk to dhink or type. Take Me.
Published 18th Feb 2014
| Edited 31st Jul 2014
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