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darvocet21 said:
You're never too old to get into good music
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Music is ingrained in my being. What sucks is that a lot of it is related to my deceased boyfriend. He's been dead 6 years and I've only started listening again. It feels good. I grew up with the real punk rock, no offense, but not Green Day or Rancid stuff. I also had my goth period...Sisters of Mercy, Clan of Xymox, etc. Raised
on old 70's music and the 50's stuff that my parents were into. I love everything but country, unless its old like Patsy Cline, Johnny Cash. Music takes me away from
myself. Thanks for the post!!
 
lovemissile66 said:
Music is ingrained in my being. What sucks is that a lot of it is related to my deceased boyfriend. He's been dead 6 years and I've only started listening again. It feels good. I grew up with the real punk rock, no offense, but not Green Day or Rancid stuff. I also had my goth period...Sisters of Mercy, Clan of Xymox, etc. Raised
on old 70's music and the 50's stuff that my parents were into. I love everything but country, unless its old like Patsy Cline, Johnny Cash. Music takes me away from
myself. Thanks for the post!!
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I hear you on that honey. I've lost 2 very close loved ones (a boyfriend, and my best friend) which has impacted my life in many ways. You know what I mean. When did your boyfriend pass away? <3
 
n3ophy7e said:
I hear you on that honey. I've lost 2 very close loved ones (a boyfriend, and my best friend) which has impacted my life in many ways. You know what I mean. When did your boyfriend pass away? <3
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It was supposed to be just another ordinary day. He had been staying in a men's Salvation Army substance abuse program, doing really well. But using on the side
without telling me. The day he died, we were hanging out at the library. I was holding and he wanted some. I gave him a small amount because he also has
asthma and his immune system is kinda fucked. He could not hold his usage like I could. And that bothered him, machismo shit. Like he should be able to do as
much as me. Anyway, I gave it to him and he went to the bathroom to shoot up. After like 15 minutes I thought he should have been out. I started to panic
and by chance one of my male friends was also in the library. I asked him to please go in the bathroom and check on Ruben. He did and came straight out and
said ' you do not want to see this'. I started screaming in the library for somebody to please call 911. And the fucking security had their thumbs up their asses and
moved like snails. By the time the EMT's came to start Narcan on him and chest compressions and hook him up to oxygen...it was too late. The rest of it is
surreal. I died inside that day. I stayed with him at the hospital for a day and then his mother pulled the plug. I cut his hair and took his bloody clothes with me.
And spent these past 6 years avoiding grieving. And using intermittently. But the day he died, I was online looking for ways to off myself.
 
lovemissile66 said:
It was supposed to be just another ordinary day. He had been staying in a men's Salvation Army substance abuse program, doing really well. But using on the side
without telling me. The day he died, we were hanging out at the library. I was holding and he wanted some. I gave him a small amount because he also has
asthma and his immune system is kinda fucked. He could not hold his usage like I could. And that bothered him, machismo shit. Like he should be able to do as
much as me. Anyway, I gave it to him and he went to the bathroom to shoot up. After like 15 minutes I thought he should have been out. I started to panic
and by chance one of my male friends was also in the library. I asked him to please go in the bathroom and check on Ruben. He did and came straight out and
said ' you do not want to see this'. I started screaming in the library for somebody to please call 911. And the fucking security had their thumbs up their asses and
moved like snails. By the time the EMT's came to start Narcan on him and chest compressions and hook him up to oxygen...it was too late. The rest of it is
surreal. I died inside that day. I stayed with him at the hospital for a day and then his mother pulled the plug. I cut his hair and took his bloody clothes with me.
And spent these past 6 years avoiding grieving. And using intermittently. But the day he died, I was online looking for ways to off myself.
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shit, I didn't even answer your question!! 2016. February 7th.
 
Thin Lizzy — "Holy War" (1983)

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[....] ​
There are those that look to heaven;
There are those that never will.
No one knows what will happen;
There are those that turn to sin.
[....]​
We are chosen; we are one.
We are frightened of no one.
And no one will win this war.
This is the way; this is the law.
[....]​
There are those that turn to heaven.
There are those that ask questions why:
"If God is in the heavens,
Why does God let children die?"
​
✝️🙏 Good question. 🙏☮️
 
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JTemperance said:
Thin Lizzy — "Holy War" (1983)

​

[....] ​
There are those that look to heaven;
There are those that never will.
No one knows what will happen;
There are those that turn to sin.
[....]​
We are chosen; we are one.
We are frightened of no one.
And no one will win this war.
This is the way; this is the law.
[....]​
There are those that turn to heaven.
There are those that ask questions why:
"If God is in the heavens,
Why does God let children die?"
​
✝️🙏 Good question. 🙏☮️
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so apropo in light of the totally insane brutality on children recently. Although, it could be appropriate for most of the crazy shit going on now.
 
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