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MyDarknessLives
2016-08-17 20:08:45 (UTC)

me myself and I

The first day of our new lives started when the new me decided to quit my medicines, well some of them, one cause they never gave me a refill and the other because I just don't care anymore how bout that, is that good enough for you? New me/past me/Tortured soul

In the darkness we all sat, telling stories of the good times we had in our life, the new me sat and mostly listened to them talk about the good times, he didn't offer much saying he had been walking in the dark alone, alot. He pulled out his white vial again and asked if the other two wanted any, the past me looked at it and said "I don't do any hard crap, i'm not that stupid" the tortured one just said plainly "I don't do drugs". The new me just laughed and said, it isn't what you think, it's just crushed anxiety pills, it clears your head for a short while. The past me just said no and went back to reading, how he manged it in the dark I don't know - I am guessing he was just pretending because I recognized it as a book we read multiple times. The new me looked at the tortured soul and said "look kid, you've been here a long time and I'm sorry that I let it happen, I am sorry I couldn't save you, but you need to know that I never let you go. "Yeah you ditched me in the dark and only now just pulled me up." The past me says "These past few years will all the new medicine and everything that happened, it changed me and forgot how I lived before this, I did not have the strength to pull you up and now that the clouds from the medicine are gone I was able to remember." Now do you guys want some or not, just to pass the time and clear your heads. "Alright" says past me, Tortured soul thought about it for a minute, new me was trying to convince him to put some happy back into the long tortured head, just for a little bit. "Okay" The tortured soul said, new me pulled out a knife- dropped some powder on the edge of it and held it out, past me and tortured soul looked at each other, past me sniffed up the first line, new me poured more on and tortured soul sniffed up the second. New me poured some on top of his left hand and snorted some there, the three walk back to their corners and slid down the wall sighing in content. This ends day one. just to be clear, I see myself as new me, although I try to talk in 3rd person.




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