i remember the day
i first saw you
and how everybody
said "stay away from him"
and how i shrugged
my shoulders and
approached your attitude.

                              i remember the day
                              i last saw you,
                              and how you said
                              "i'm no good",
                              and how i shrugged
                              my shoulders and
                              touched your tongue
                              for the last time.

"You promised you'd quit.
I know that you tried,
But in the end
It turns out you lied.

You promised you'd try
to quit again.
But you weren't any more successful
that time, my friend.

This time will be different
You promised me.
You'd give up your pipe,
You'd be **** free.

But you're still smoking tweak,
And I've given up hope.
You'll always love me less
Than you love your dope."

"Crying on the outside and dying on the inside.
That's me that's all you can see.

But what you don't see is that it's not really me,
Or at least not the girl that I once used to be.

I'm drowning in my addiction, this is true,
But I'm desperately reaching out to you.

Won't you throw me a life line,
And try to help me save this life of mine?"

I'm doing well this is my 3rd no energy drinks giving up a bad habit I took up once I quit drinking. Thankful for my support group who call me my actions if I'm falling back into those habits.
My love life had been stale I don't need anyone to be happy. Found happiness in my passion and what I love not in other individuals. My friend seen a girl who he thinks would be my type. He's the worse match maker ever but that's my opinion how do you hype a person up if you dk anything about a person.
I'm feeling good relationships aren't everything. I'm focused on JJ and writing they keep me sane. On the  mats I learn my techinque get better if not let the person I train with better.
Writing has been my way to figure things out not so angry or looking back but letting go. Moving forward the only story I can get lost in is moment I don't want to forget. I let go do I can live now life is about going forward not back

As she sits and awaits her faith,
She knows she's the bait.

Screaming and shouting, she tries not to breathe at all.

She tiptoes out to the hall. The creak of the floor sends him up the wall.

He lashes out. Aggressively throwing his body weight at her.

But she feels weightless, she's gone to a different place.

She thinks of the earlier stages when they were at younger ages. Before she felt like she was trapped in small cages.  

She thinks of the times when he was no crime and always had a beautiful smile.

But she knows it's too late...

Her times up.

She quietly whimpers as she drops to the floor and whispers, "you'll do this no more".