The only way to change me is to kill me. I thank god for my ability to know him. Am I wrong for wishing to be in heaven rather than suffering here. Everybody gotta die. Can I blame my pop cuz he was an abusive alcoholic. I hung out in the backstreets with the dopeheads.
I got nothing to lose. Born in communist Russia as a conformed child. 'F### life" is the attitude I was raised with. There’s no escape from this F***ed up world. Is there a heaven for an sz. It’s so hard on your consciousness.
I think of my grandma in the motherland who was close to me before I migrated to this country. American dream- my a##.
I smoke 30 cigs a day, not afraid to die. There’s no escape from a deadly fate. Lord, forgive me for blaming you. It’s so hard when you are suffering and you don’t know the purpose.
Thx to all the ppl in this forum, we r the craziest.