LIFE SUCKS

purely to vent.

Ok, this is my story.

Im 20 years of age spent the last 2 years heavily smoking miss Mary Jane.
Dont fuckin get me wrong Mary Jane was the best bitch to walk into my life (so far)i will emphasize later .

Now, lets talk Love.
Sure i had a girl before, but this is how the shit went down. We dated for 3 years everything was fuckin sweet at this point i was happy more then ever. FUCKIN BOOM!!she cheated on me at a mates party and to make it just that little bit more fuckin fucked she keeps it a secret. even my mates who were at the party never told me. a few months go on and rumors are spread. obviously being the caring boyfriend i am blindly rejects all notions that she did anything. i eventually found TRUE leaked info from anonymous. I call her up and ask. she replies on the fone "its true" 'beep beep beep' i fuckin hang the fuckin fone up never to talk to the bitch that broke my heart ever again. [its funny how girls wanna be fuckin friends after they rip ya heart out]

Now, lets talk Money.
I got a job at subway (i know right?) after graduating senior school. the money wasnt the greatest but i had to start fuckin somewhere. i saved enough money to further my Education at tafe. but thanks to the bitch in the last paragraph i fell into a deep depression that caused me to quit my shitty job at fuckin subway and spent the well earnt money saved for tafe on high quality mother fuckin Mary Jane. [ive grown up in a poor family all my life this does not neglect the fact that i love them very much with all my broken heart].

Now, lets talk Drugs :)
Mary Jane became a big thing in my life after the "incident". I smoked that bitch all day every day. i would have sessions with all my mates all day everyday. i was oblivious to the outside world all day everyday. at this point i was happy. Now for SOME this makes you sick but for ALOT of people who enjoy the effects of this plant this makes you smile and say to yourself FUCKING OATH I KNOW WHAT THIS BLOKES ON ABOUT. Another drug that i took every weekend was Ecstasy. i love to pop pills and smack the fuck out before returning to the reality called LIFE. but with all drugs come the downside. the money saved for my Future was spent on MJ and Pills. i had no cash and owed money. i saw alot of my friends start to slowly vanish. so life began to go a little faster downhill. [ too everyone who has experienced popping pills and pulling a cone of MJ after would know that DOORS in your mind start to open and they are either GOOD or EVIL thoughts]

Now, lets talk family and friends.
Back in school i had friends here friends there friends everywhere, my family relationship was stable and at this point i was happy. After school and After the "incident" i began smoking MJ all day and poppin pills every weekend. This ovcourse had Devastating outcomes towards friends and family. the outcomes being that good friends started to walk away and family members disappointed. True this is what i get for being with MJ all day. i only have a select few of the old click back in school and the new click after school which i consider as FRIENDS. [ friends come and go but who can you trust and what do you know]

Now, lets talk Future.
"So all that shit in the past can suck my mother fucking dick"
Thanks to smoking MJ and poppin all those pills i can see clearly what i want in life and the mentality i need to achieve this.

since early 2011 i have drilled into my head that i need a future, a new babe, a new job, some new friends, and a new habit. i have cut down on the abuse of MJ and pills. i still do MJ but not as much i keep that in regular check, ive been working out more, sleeping and eating patterns have began to normalize and some forms of communication between family and friends have been restored.Currently i am improving on all parts of life slowly but surely. at this point i am angry at the world and how it works but non the less HAPPY. [ find yourself, accept the past, embrace the future, and Cherish every moment in the present.]

I have excluded some parts of my story the reason being that this would be a novel instead of a few fuckin paragraphs.

thank you to all the people who read to the very end.


PS: all this writing was to purely vent, not to be a form of competition on whos life sucks the most.

PS: the only thing i hate about weed is memory loss, i cant find my keys.