Story of my life!

What's yours?

Do well in school and become a doctor.

lol

At 10/16/11 04:30 PM, ChaRee wrote: Do well in school and become a doctor.

lol

That's the most retarded way to live life.

At 10/16/11 04:30 PM, ChaRee wrote: Do well in school and become a doctor.

Do well in school. Get drunk and high in the weekends.

At 10/16/11 04:33 PM, Yert wrote: Angry and depressed, abusing pharmaceuticals to get away from my depression, which helps for a few days, but when I'm sober I find it has greatly exacerbated my depression. Unfortunately, I can never learn a lesson from this.

So the story of my life is a shitty endless cycles of drugs, rage, and depression.

But you're 13 man. Does that mean you've been depressed ever since you've been a child? Shit. Sounds like a tough life.

Not enough money to buy Weed

Story of my life !

There is just NOT enough time to smoke ALL this weed!
My life sucks!

So many women, so little salt

Go to work.

Come back home.

Spend time with my wife and daughter.

Through a barbecue every Saturday, inviting my brothers and their families.

I love my life!

use a gun instead, that will save you some time

At 10/16/11 04:57 PM, Yert wrote:

At 10/16/11 04:46 PM, Lorkas wrote: But you're 13 man. Does that mean you've been depressed ever since you've been a child? Shit. Sounds like a tough life.

I've been contemplating suicide every other night of my life since I was 12.

I doubt I'd ever have the balls to end my own existance.

At 10/16/11 05:09 PM, Yert wrote:

At 10/16/11 05:01 PM, Lorkas wrote:

At 10/16/11 04:57 PM, Yert wrote:

At 10/16/11 04:46 PM, Lorkas wrote: But you're 13 man. Does that mean you've been depressed ever since you've been a child? Shit. Sounds like a tough life.

I've been contemplating suicide every other night of my life since I was 12.

I doubt I'd ever have the balls to end my own existance.

I remember almost a year ago I was without a doubt the most depressed I've ever been. At the lowest point, I snuck into my parent's room while they were asleep and took their loaded Glock Nine with the intent of killing myself, that was all I wanted to do at the time. I held that gun to my head for a good ten minutes, just thinking about what I was about to do. I just wanted to pull the goddamn trigger so badly, but my mind was rushing with far too many emotions and thoughts to even have the physical power to pull the trigger. I hate to sound like an annoying emo piece of shit in here, but I really can't remember what it feels like to be sober and genuinely happy at the same time.

Man, compared to you, all of my problems are just bullshit teenage trivial stuff that won't matter in the long run. Hell, there won't be a long run, most of them won't matter in less than a week or so. My brother's pretty depressed too. He has a different way of showing it though. And me? I'm not sure why I'm not depressed most of the time. I guess I'm a naive dreamer. I have my moments of despair, when I just want to run the fuck away from everything by all means necessary.

So do you know WHY you're depressed or is it just cuz.

Probably some weak shit.

cry and jerk off

At 10/16/11 06:06 PM, Boss wrote: cry and jerk off

The best a man can wish for.

I've smoked weed every now and then in the last couple of years, but it wasn't until recently when I've actually started to access a lot of weed at a time has it impacted my life at all. Over the summer it was all I did and it just fucked up my last few days. For me weed only makes stressful situations much much much worse.

Weed everyonce in a while.

No drugs for me, it messes up with your..your..thinking thingy.

Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flip-turned upside down,
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.

In West Philadelphia born and raised,
On the playground was where I spent most of my days,
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' and all cool
And all shootin some B-ball outside of the school,
When a couple of guys,
They were up to no good,
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood,
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
She said
'Ya movin' wit ya auntie and uncle in Bel Air.'

I begged and pleaded with her-day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way,
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket,
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it!"

First class, yo this is bad,
Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass,
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Livin' like?
Hmmmm... this might be alright!

But wait, I hear they're prissy, booze-wine all that,
Is this the type of place they just sent this cool cat?
I don't think so,
I'll see when I get there,
I hope they're prepared, for the prince of Bel-Air!

Well a,
the plane landed and when I came out,
There was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out,
I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet
I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness like lightnin', disappeared!

I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,
The license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror,
If anything I could say that this cab was rare,
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo homes, to Bel Air!"

I, pulled, up to the house about 7 or 8,
And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom,
I was finally there,
Sit on my throne, as the Prince of Bel Air.

At 10/16/11 05:29 PM, Yert wrote: I hate my life.

You need a hobby or a girlfriend.

You know what, just join the Navy.

Yeah, but what about the navy?

You could sail the seven seas..

At 10/16/11 04:27 PM, Lorkas wrote: Story of my life!

What's yours?

cool story mines quite simialer.

At 10/16/11 07:44 PM, Dromedary wrote: Yeah, but what about the navy?

Hey ssailor!

At 10/16/11 08:02 PM, AngelSierra wrote:

At 10/16/11 07:44 PM, Dromedary wrote: Yeah, but what about the navy?

Hey ssailor!

the fuck

At 10/16/11 04:33 PM, tally1989 wrote:

At 10/16/11 04:30 PM, ChaRee wrote: Do well in school and become a doctor.

Do well in school. Get drunk and high in the weekends.

Words to live by.

So little weed, so much time. Story of my life.

At 10/16/11 04:47 PM, Teddyriffic wrote: Not enough money to buy Weed

Story of my life !

And this.