I’m no longer 7 months clean from Heroin, but I am 4 days clean from Heroin and Meth.
“You guys wanna know something?
Every day at least once a day,
I regret coming out with my issues,
I regret telling people,
I regret starting my treatment
I resent recovery,
I guess at least once a day,
My sickness tries to win over me again,
I won’t let it. I can promise you that”
(Source: swedishgypsy)
(Source: h3ntaiprinc3ss)
I’m no longer 7 months clean from Heroin, but I am 4 days clean from Heroin and Meth.
“I’ll admit I’m just the same as I was
Now don’t you understand,
I’m never changing who I am”
Believe in yourself. Stay up all night. Day dream. Work outside of your habits. Know when to speak up. Fucking collaborate. Don’t procrastinate. Get over yourself. Be open minded in this conformed, controlled world. Form follows function. Find inspiration everywhere. Don’t ignore beauty. Accept flaws. Trust your gut. Question everything. The Problem contains the solution. Have a concept. Learn to take some criticism. Have sympathy. Do your research. Sketch more ideas. Tell the truth. Think about all the possibilities.
You’re not a robot, or machine. You’re a human being with a mind of your own. You don’t have to follow everyone else, or the popular majority. There’s nothing wrong with standing out. There is no wrong answer, stupid question or idea. Don’t let the world stop you from creating.
‘Everything happens for a reason’ is an excuse to accept, or cope with what happened. It’s the fact that you can find a reason behind something that happened, when really, it’s all in your mind. It’s just that everyone needs a reason behind everything, or it wouldn’t make sense to them at all. Everything’s better when you believe that everything happens for a reason, though. Those people are always happier, thinking they know.
I miss that sudden relief
Every problem that I had before
Disappeared and I could soak in life
For a couple hours I found Heaven on Earth
Everything was okay
Nothing in life seemed as bad as it really was
I never found much wrong,
Only when I came down.
It was a collision with reality and life
Why am I here?
And today,
I contemplate.
Suicide and active addiction.
They’re the same thing, really.
Active addiction is a slow process of suicide, if you really wanted to know.
Sprinkle denial, and lies and it’s all there.
It’s easier than leaving behind your blood for someone to clean up.
It’s never really gone, you just can’t see it.
Out of sight, out of mind. You’ll be forgotten two years later.
Your existence is for yourself. No one can stop you from dying.
You’re dying, surely. Your body is slowly decomposing and rotting.
In a society where you were brought up not to care. Where the blind lead the blind.
We all try to fit in somewhere, find a reason to live, but
You exist to only die.
So why does everyone try
So goddamn fucking hard.
I gave up a long time ago
When I threw my life away
In the garage a minimum wage employee had disposed of
Human being is just a sweeter word
Because no one likes being called a slave.
In a country we will never be free in.
And I miss that sudden relief,
Everything was okay and I never had to write bullshit in my crazy head.
“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart..I’ll always be with you.”