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Jan 10, 2015Comments: 1967 · Posts: 17074 · Topics: 109
I know a ton of people who killed themselves. Mostly my age (24-27) from overdosing on heroin. One put a gun to their head and shot themselves. A few just lived on the edge fearless. Fate loves the fearless. I always have visions of them the moment they died. Its like I'm in the same room as them, and can feel what they felt as they made the decision to end themselves. Intentionally or unintellally. Then sometimes dream about them. Sometimes they are fine and glad to see me. Other times they are acting odd, with blood coming out of their eyes or nose. I think a lot about the times they were fine. What they sounded like, and what they looked like. Young and full of life. Then my mind sways to the images of stones and bones. Rip to all the people who who took their own life. I raise my glass to them, and have much to talk about next time we meet.
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Jan 10, 2015Comments: 1967 · Posts: 17074 · Topics: 109
I know a ton of people who killed themselves. Mostly my age (24-27) from overdosing on heroin. One put a gun to their head and shot themselves. A few just lived on the edge fearless. Fate loves the fearless. I always have visions of them the moment they died. Its like I'm in the same room as them, and can feel what they felt as they made the decision to end themselves. Intentionally or unintellally. Then sometimes dream about them. Sometimes they are fine and glad to see me. Other times they are acting odd, with blood coming out of their eyes or nose. I think alot about the times they were fine. What they sounded like, and what they looked like. Young and full of life. Then my mind sways to the images of stones and bones. Rip to all the people who who took their own life. I raise my glass to them, and have much to talk about next time we meet.