STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM
YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO GO INTO MY ROOM WITHOUT ASKING ME YOU DUMB FUCKING CUNTS, SERIOUSLY. THAT’S NOT FUCKING OK. I’M ABOUT TO LOSE MY SHIT.
i would sell my soul to anything to be a teenager in the 70s
i am really fucking happy to be alive rn holy fuck. while i was applying for social security i had portions of hospital records pulled up and my guess at how many times i was in the hospital for ODs was so off. at ONE hospital the number is 13, and another one was 4, and they’re not including the one i went to second most and also a bunch of other hospitals some with single some with multiple visits.
not to mention the times i was revived with narcan from someone who wasn’t a paramedic so there is no record.
was i way off
soooooo fucking glad i’m not a heroin addict anymore, shit sucks. i od’d three days in a row according to this paper. like what.
hi i just made an instagram but there’s like literally nothing on it handle is maximumhell obviously i should not be awake rn but i’ll make it a real thing when i wake up later tell me your guys’?
I love all you on here, seriously. Love you. This is why ii just want to only exist on the internet a lot. People downplay when i say i have deep, real, legitimate relationships with.people I’ve known online for years and make fun of it but i prefer you and just Fucking thank all of you. You are the people who drive me to speak up in creative ways, it means a lot. Some of you I’ve known since i was eleven. That. Is. Real. And it’s so so important to get input from people in different areas, cultures, different issues, just, this helps you grow. It does. I care deeply about people I’ve never seen in the flesh and i see nothing wrong with it.