Viva la Rebellion
The dude at the Recovery Coach internship that I’m gonna do after the Peer Specialist training is pushing the CASAC training on me hard body. I guess I’m gonna do it. I meet with him on Wed. Hopefully they’ll give me money. And it needs to allow room for a job.
Why did you do this to me? I’m sick and I can’t breathe The panick attacks are getting stronger I feel so weak that I can’t live I think about you all day long At night I toss and turn I forget everything I’m supposed to do as I satisfy my urge I used to be able to block you out But you busted through that wall Now what the fuck am I supposed to do? I got no fronts left to show Just when I get sober I fall madly drunk in love I’m still looking like a KrAzy person
Sup with all the shootings? Every time I look at my Citizen app somebody is getting shot around the corner. Should I be worried? I’m not sure anymore. My friend thinks everything is scary. When I walk with her she bugs out that nothing phrases me. I don’t think anything is scary.
I been watching ASsTubes about narcissistic Lizardome and it made me sick to my stomach. I had to stop watching. It was giving me unbearable flashbacks. The main things that stuck out is that Lizardz need constant reactions from people or they feel like life is inadequate. Reactions including terror, overwhelming empathy and sympathy, adoration, yadda yadda. And also that when Lizardz are upset and reigning argumentative terror and insults upon you they never actually look at you.
TheSeedSowerz 