Ahh it tastes so good, but it hurts so bad.
My lungs are killing me. I smoked too much.
I'm done with everything. I feel great, moving on easily, I didn't realize how good it felt to be free. Not having to worry about what somebody else thinks. I can be myself again, fat as I want to be.
I dont have to impress anyone to make them like me. I can be with people who want to be around me for me.
Thats awesome.
So maybe nobody is here now, I'm still happy. I'm happy because every second that goes by means I'm that much closer to my own death. G o D I cant wait bitch.
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