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    dotsJournal: Lossdots
    Mood: Stressed

    The last remnants of my former self have peeled away,
    like many flakes of old paint left to the scorn of the elements.
    And I have become most of the things I was taught to despise,
    burning my principles like you burn a cigarette, each drag bringing a conclusion.
    Ah yes but time is its own wrecking ball, tearing down the strongest of barricades,
    leaving even the durable dreams in ruins.

    ...Created 2011-07-29 16:34:14

    dotsJournal: rudedots
    Mood: The Usual

    blah blah blah you like to hear yourself speak huh

    ...Created 2011-03-06 19:26:58

    dotsJournal: shut updots
    Mood: The Usual

    I cant stand you sissy vampire emo mofo's.......
    metal up your ass

    ...Created 2011-03-06 14:52:03

    dotsJournal: My Darkest Daysdots
    Mood: Depressed

    6 Monthes ago My Little Brother Mike Killed Himself, I found him hanging in the garage, havnt been writing much, and I havent been on in a while. So for all who are concerned let me tell you about my darkest days.
    May 21st started like alot of days did, takin care of the baby, gettin the kids ready for school, you know normal. however it did not end like any other day in my life.

    My mother called me in the early afternoon, she told me I need to talk to mike cuz he was really down, I told her she needed to drive the twenty miles to get him help.....I knew he was suicidal. She would not come.
    so I went out to the garage to talk to him, the door was locked the windows coverd, I yelled in and I heard him yell back"Can I have some fucking privacy", I said mom wanted me to talk to him, so after a minute he opend the door. He was a mess, Eyes red from crying, just a mess,so I started talking to him, and he started crying. he told me he was only a sperm doner, a nobody, a piece of shit, nothing could have been further from the truth. He told me he didnt want to live anymore. I hugged him and asked him to look me in the eyes, he said he couldnt. after a while I heard the baby cry in the house, so I told him I would be right back.

    I took care of the baby, and saw him enter the shower, I thought he was feeling better, he was not.
    while he was showering I could hear him franticly changing cds in the shower, listening to a part of a song then chganging it to another, the batroom door opend and I saw him in his favorite 49rs jersy, gelling his hair, so I thought obviosly he was feeling better....he was not.

    I went upstairs to take care of my baby again, then I heard the words that will forever haunt me...David Come Quick Mikey is hanging, I ran out of the house and broke down the door, and saw my best friend my brother, hanging from the rafter, everyone froze like a statue exept me, I started yelling directions,"Bob Call 911,dan help me get him down, somebody help me

    I cant began to tell you how dark my world is, the point of this is, if you know anyone hurting please get them help....Nothing hurts this fucking bad

    ...Created 2010-12-07 19:33:01

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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