WILL TO DAY IS GOING OK .LOL.BUT WENDAY SOMEONE SAID THAY WAS GOING TO KILL ME ARE WHATEVER SO IM GOING TO GET IN A FIGHT ;(.......
WILL LAST WEEKEND WAS ALSOME BC I GOT TO HANG OUT WITH SOMEONE I REELY REELY LIKE LOL. TO BAD HE DONT FEEL THE SAME WAY.LOL IDC THOUGH BC IF I GET HURT I WILL BE THE ONE THAT DID IT TO ME NOT HIM.LOL OMG....IM STARTING TO SAY LOL ALOT...
ITS BEEN 1 MONTH AND 3 DAYS SEENTS I CUTE LOL YEYYY.... I GUST THAT MEENS IM NOT EMO ANY MORE OR WHATEVER.....
EVERYBODY MIGHT THANK IM CRAZY BUT IDC IM JUST BEING ME WHATEVER THAY THANK FOR ALL I CARE THAY CAN GO F**K THEM SELFS.......
ANYWHO LOL MY MOM GOT LIKE 2 OR 3 WEEKS AND MY BORTHERS GOT 4 TO 5 WEEKS LOL YEYYYYYY............. LOL LOL LOL LOL LO L LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LO LO L...
well i woke up so thats kool all though i have my days were i wont to go to my room and just die but some one told me to keep my head up even if the sun dont shin.
however my mom gets out of rehab 4.8.11 yeyy!!!!!!!! And my borther gets out 4.18.11 @ 12:00am that morrnin even bigger yeyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LMAO! thank god or who ever the higher power is that my mom is clen of meth!!! BTW... METH is a BAD drug to get off of.thats all im sayin on that right now bc you dont wont to get me started on meth is bad!
will i fell 4 dis alsome boy that dont fell the same. so idk what im going to do about me and boys bc i dont wont to make my moms miststakes. lol hes reely alsome and hot we kiss all the time wen were with each orther but were not together ;(....... hopfully were hangin dis week lol.:)............
(This was written by a young Indian girl who was in jail for drug charges, and was addicted to meth. She wrote this while in jail. As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound poem. She was released from jail, but, true to her story, the drug owned her. They found her dead not long after, with the needle still in her arm.)
Please keep praying for our Children, Teens, and Young adults. Understand, this thing is worse than any of us realize...
My Name: "Is Meth"
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
I take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
I live all around you - in schools and in town.
I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.
I have many names, but there's one you know best,
I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.
My power is awesome; try me you'll see,
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go,
But try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,
You do what you have to -- just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms,
Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms, your lungs your nose.
You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad,
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,
I turn people from God, and separate friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,
I'll be with you always -- right by your side.
You'll give up everything - your family, your home,
Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned - this is no game,
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind,
I'll own you completely! , your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed,
The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see,
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart,
That you are mine, and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me, they always do,
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen, many times you were told,
But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away,
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I'll be your master, you will be my slave,
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell,
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.
If you care enough, please copy, paste and send this profound poem to all your friends; and share the deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our young people & even our old.
