Life For Sale.

Yeah...

But, I'm really gonna miss that necklace, meg. You dopm't know the
.. hardtimes I've been through with that bastard. I'm going to go back tgo mary immaculate hopsickle and see if I can't get it sometime, but you know... it's alright,


at least I have a lack of nerve than oversi.sensitivity...

fuck it.

 

I just broke a chair?

 

Three legged chairs are kinda..fun. It's kinda cool.. like some kind of art deco alterhnative rockling chair

 

What are you uh.. fucked up on right now?

I didn't even see the part about the necklace. :uhoh2:

Shit, son.

 

WT rare berered... (101), bud ice, capitan morgan,and that sweet dsweet shine, naproxen, perocet, hydromorphone, cody,... and I'm rollin a cigarettefor when I waker up with a hangover tomorrow.;

 

jesus christ...

don't drink anymore.

 

or..pop more pills than the doctors told you to.

 

man.... I accidentaly broke the chair three times

 

But I alreadfy took my meds, meggo... it's alright.. it's

just don't letem get me meg

 

I can almost smell the hospital, or is it ... hmmmm could be.... yes I think its bullshit

 

Hey, you could cut me a litttttttttttle bit otf slack here you incondsiderate piece of ungrateful disgraceful fucking piece of shit.

Manb, I've lost alotta fuckin people in my life, so don't push it chickenfucker. You're the kind of p;olitical swine thaty makes me wish that I didn't make it Thurs. whenever IU'm less drunk and I figure this shit out... you know, I'nm really a non-violent guy.. as a guy, I can cobunt the number of people I've hit on my fingers. One... as far as I can remember. I was about seven.. and it was in self-defenese... and I don't believe in hitting women, but if you were in this room right now, man... I would either kick ya in the faece or get you fuckin schwilt.


Go ahead and bend over, you cockshuicking douchebag... because I'm goinna show you where the sun won't wever fucking shine.Last twol years I've lkost my love, 2 grandsmothers, an uncle, three friends two suicide (one was gay, his mom didnt accep-t him and jum,ped off the football stadium)., fiove to drunk driving,1 asleep at the wheel, an unt.., and you'r life will never amount to jack shit, because you have noithing better to do than fuck with the wrong motherfucker ON A FUCKING INTERNET DForum...

Goosd fucking job, turbo!

O\therwise, I sincerely appologize to my friends that have to constantly put up with my little outbursts; I love you guys.


Herre's a lil' treeline of half a doz. or so of the dozen staples holding my head shut...

That's where the dashboard caved in...

This one ain't much to look atm, but I lost some blood from the wrist/head.


And if you're so brave as to cahallange an honest man's word, why don't you posrt a jpg. of yourself, asshole.

*edit* I'd post more, but there's a 4 image max per post, so I feel there's no need to further prove myself or go on solely for the sake of your bullshitting...

 

jesus george...

 

Man, that's insane.
I sincerely hope you start feelin better.

and don't pay attention to idiots like that that lack lives and feel they need to fight in a forum, he'll get what's coming to him.

Peace, love and good health my friend.

 

Haha... this thread reminds me of that Dave Chappelle episode... when people lose their cool and whatnot.

Thanks Carol... kynd words really mean alot when you're in pain. But, I think I have to go smoke my medicine here in a sec. Just finished pulling all the glass shards out of my hands with tweezers.

 

if you don't mind my asking, what part of your body is this?
a part of your arm? it just really confuses me
looks a-like a nasty gash either way

 

It's like.. an inch or two below my knee. The dashboard collapsed and crushed into my knee and bent it back, so I'm having to wear this bandage braceon it, but I have to take it off and let the wound breathe every now and then. That's just the imprint/burn from the speed of the dash hitting me. It basically took a layer of skin right off, so I can pretty much see some muscle when I look at it. Trust me, this hurts worse than my head. It's like getting a really bad rope/rugburn... while having your knee crushed. Same thing happened to my other leg.

 

It's life's tests and tragedies that strengthen us and give wisdom & character. From my spectator seat you've probably gathered more of those assets than most people would in an entire lifetime.

 

Well... I definately don't want anymore wisdom or charachter.. to say the least

 

i've always thought this as well

 

It might help to try not looking at the events as having victimized you. From my perspective, people who haven't been put through the ringer a time or two show an infuriating shallowness that makes me want to wring their neck. It's not that these things happen to you but that you found a way to get back on to your feet and put it behind you that will win the respect and admiration of people who you may not even realize can see what is going on.