update: the night of the last post I ingested over 9 g of acetominophen. The next day, my boyfriend took me to emerg where unfortunately they gave me this 'antidote' before any liver damage occurred. Spent like 3 or 4 days in the psychiatric inpatient unit. That place is a joke. They pretend they care if you actually get better and you pretend they actually helped you. You tell them what you want to hear and get out fast and revert to the same old moods and self-destruction.
current mood: who gives a f%&#
and right now, I don't give a fuck about me, my life, or anything else in it. I want to be done..
Unfortunately I've just said some rather nasty words to my 'caring' boyfriend and don't want to slip into paradise leaving him with that.
It would be nice if for once, the universe would let me just be happy.. and to stay happy if it would so inclined.
boys are asses. Fuck them (not literally..)
peac- aww who fucking gives a shit
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