Inspired by Cinders soapbox on this spot. This is to Показать Ты why though.
I hail from Ireland- the unofficial drinking capital of the world. Therefore, most of my socialising centres around the pub, and the club.
Its not that I am a massive drinker, Ты know, the kind that tries to suck up alcohol from the carpet following a spill, but I do drink. And I do go out.Which is why I know first hand the dangers of leaving a drink unattended.
It doesn't matter what Ты are drinking, be it whiskey или water,NEVER EVER LEAVE IT UNATTENDED.
Its really common to spike a drink with a Mickey Finn in Ireland,...
*sighs* So..lately, I'm starting to think или maybe realize that I am bisexual; I'm attracted by both boys and girls.
After thinking about it, there have been signs of this since I was at a young age, like around five years of age, but I never put these clues together until now....
Well...like I said, it all started at five. For some strange reason, a lot of the little kids in my kindergarten class already started having crushes on one another. There were little girls telling each other so-and-so likes Ты and giggling about it, and there were boys who basically did the same thing. I can even...
When I was just six months old, my parents, who work for the State Department, moved to Washington DC to do their periodic check-in with Big Brother. They lived in a town called Reston, Virginia, which had plenty of swimming pools, one within walking distance of our house.
My brother, Steve, was about five years old at the time, and loved the water. So, it happened, did our neighbor's son, Mac. Mac was about a год older than Steve, and the two took to each other immediately. Steve even joined the swim team with Mac, and was over at his house often.
I was born though i shouldn't be I should have died I would have died but i didn't
It would have been better for me to die and leave this world behind me it's full of liars and fear
I nearly died twice Why didn't I? I would feel so much better now
I would never have been betrayed by three guys I would never have seen my mom lying on the floor and trying to kill herself I would never have heard my parents having huge arguments everyday I would never have known what it's like to live without money I would never have been the daydreamer everybody makes fun of
But then I thought god would have mercy he sent me one...
He had just snorted a line of Horlicks, (he was an idiot)
On the 21st of June 2007, my best friend killed himself. He shot himself in the head after suffering from depression for what he сказал(-а) was 'as long as i can remember'. I'd known the guy from when i was three and i miss him like the devil. He was called Joe Spencer Garrard. But for the last few years he dropped the spencer bit, (his bastard dads name). I grew up with the guy and was with him on the last day. Hence i feel almightly responcible, and i know people have told me there is nothing i could have done but i do. As we grew up together we used to play out in the woods alot, Joe was an out...