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Bluelighter
so i've became addicted to bluelight..
this is not a joke.
i really feel the need to visit the site all the time -
mainly to read posts and replies and sometimes to post and massage ppl.
maybe its because i dont have facebook since 2010? probably.
it gives me no pleasure to roam around those threads and posts,
it makes me feel even more lonely at times.
i also take a lot more subutex than i'm prescribed,
but nothing changed in my life -
i work the same, have no ambitions or hope the same.
everything the same. amorphic.
i wish i could connect with ppl and that's a new one for me i think.
through writing i discover stuff but its not cheerful and happy - its depressing..
looking in all the wrong places.
like when you want something but can't figure out what -
looking in the fridge, walking aimlessly back and forth in my small room.
i think it's pointless. everything. life and shit.
i wish i could cry or ask for help but i'm just stuck in a loop.
a loop that spiraling down - like the old spiral notebook.
i have so much emotion stuck inside me with no outlet,
full of static electricity.
never again shall i feel comfortable in my own skin?
i remember the first time i did H with two friends ,
both of them puked reall hard and went like "never again" and shit -
but not me, i felt like i got home for the first time in my life.
i was content and now like an old prick feeling nostalgic which i hate..
i'll probably will never use again in this life time and i'm sad.
i lost the only friend i ever had.
although i stopped years ago i miss my treacherous friend.
i miss feeling at home,
so many years just living in a house surrounded by strange things.
i am a stranger to myself.
the second i pressed submit massage tears came to my eyes and a relief, a release, i feel less terrible
this is not a joke.
i really feel the need to visit the site all the time -
mainly to read posts and replies and sometimes to post and massage ppl.
maybe its because i dont have facebook since 2010? probably.
it gives me no pleasure to roam around those threads and posts,
it makes me feel even more lonely at times.
i also take a lot more subutex than i'm prescribed,
but nothing changed in my life -
i work the same, have no ambitions or hope the same.
everything the same. amorphic.
i wish i could connect with ppl and that's a new one for me i think.
through writing i discover stuff but its not cheerful and happy - its depressing..
looking in all the wrong places.
like when you want something but can't figure out what -
looking in the fridge, walking aimlessly back and forth in my small room.
i think it's pointless. everything. life and shit.
i wish i could cry or ask for help but i'm just stuck in a loop.
a loop that spiraling down - like the old spiral notebook.
i have so much emotion stuck inside me with no outlet,
full of static electricity.
never again shall i feel comfortable in my own skin?
i remember the first time i did H with two friends ,
both of them puked reall hard and went like "never again" and shit -
but not me, i felt like i got home for the first time in my life.
i was content and now like an old prick feeling nostalgic which i hate..
i'll probably will never use again in this life time and i'm sad.
i lost the only friend i ever had.
although i stopped years ago i miss my treacherous friend.
i miss feeling at home,
so many years just living in a house surrounded by strange things.
i am a stranger to myself.
the second i pressed submit massage tears came to my eyes and a relief, a release, i feel less terrible

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