What is Marijuana-Addiction
The drug cannabis, commonly known as marijuana, is produced from parts of the cannabis plant, primarily the cured flowers and gathered trichomes of the female plant. The major acti...
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Tuesday November 24, 2009
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I cant believe i`ve screwed up again. I need to get this down in words. Yesterday was really testing for me, it was the first time i have been to the beach as an adult and not enjoyed a spliff. It felt like a part of me was missing and although we had a pretty good day i couldn`t get smoking out of my head and i felt slightly irritated most of the day, it seemed as though my perfect day was ...
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Lately I have been jogging/running on my breaks from taking care of the disabled woman I care for, here on the North side of chicago. The way I feel afterwards is amazing! I really love doing something for my body in a positive way, and am very determined to keep it up. I am personally very disgusted in myself physically... and have exercised in the past. I just gave up, but realize i must remain...1 Recommendation1 Comment
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Completely lost, in a cloud of guilt and grief, wa...
theesadster Apr 09, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Completely lost,
in a cloud of guilt
and grief,
walking among the living
but living among the dead.
Completely lost in sadness
and engulfed by despair,
at the end of my rope,
too much weight to bear,
does life even care?2 Recommendations5 Comments -
mirrors crack think there talking behind your back...
novocaine... Mar 07, 2008
your so pretty(ugly on the inside)
Friday, March 7, 2008 |
mirrors crack
think there talking behind your back
all eyes are on you
mimicing what they show you
your lives disguised by magazines
gotta get thinner to stay in the scene
when alls dead and gone
you'll be living on empty dreams
too vain to see you've lost
your lost in a sea of broken teeth
self image
is all important to get a head
in a world where you just need to be pretty
or a slut to survive
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While I was talking to you and I looked, time sto...
theesadster Jul 22, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009 |
While I was talking to you and I looked,
time stopped in that instant:
your heart spoke to me:
love me, it said, and I obeyed.
As I whispered that I loved you,
feelings rose up,
and I listened to your voice
tell me that you loved me too.
The sky was visible in your eyes,
and I could feel the want in your kiss.
It was a look,
a frenzy of kisses,
a feeling of lust.
It was an endless moment with you,
n...2 Recommendations3 Comments -
Why do i tend to be a selfish cunt,Why...
DemonInPain Dec 22, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008 |
Why do i tend to be a selfish cunt,
Why do i find it hard to open up and share,
Why am i all these things,
Its as is i don't even fucken care !
All my own thoughts trapped in my head,
I need to release these from my mind,
But how can i do this,
These are the answers i must seek and find !
Terrible shit, only caring about myself
Putting people close to me last
I want to beat this pattern,
Beat it a...1 Recommendation4 Comments -
Blinded, by the atrocitiesthat DO happen here,in t...
theesadster Apr 30, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008 |
Blinded, by the atrocities
that DO happen here,
in the ghetto where I live,
Deafened by the sound of AK's
and nines,
Such as the one that
silenced my baby
on that August night.....
Chosen for the beautiful
brown color of his skin...
so should I hate every
single African-American
that walks past?
Or should I embrace
my best friend,
who is as dark as the
obsidian that my
ancestors DID worship?
I choose to emb...1 Recommendation4 Comments -
We cannot see her at first. The shadows hide her, ...
Frumpologist Mar 16, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
We cannot see her at first. The shadows hide her, make us blind to her. It isn't until a soft sniffle comes from the corner of the room that we finally know she's there, huddled in the dark with her knees up to her chest. Crying. Crying so quietly, it seems wrong to be imposing. We know that she doesn't want to be heard. She is scared of us, scared of them. She is afraid of everyone n...2 Recommendations3 Comments -
i cant stop walking because every time i stopi fal...
novocaine... Jul 09, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008 |
i cant stop walking
because every time i stop
i fall down on my face
you allways dream about nothing
your worlds small enough to steal
i've been dreaming about ruining my insides
just to wait something new
a breath of fresh air
to these dried up lungs
my last breaths for myself
you cant stop complaining
the worlds too scary right now
how can i dream when im scared of myself??
i just struggle with the wor...1 Recommendation3 Comments -
when did it start to be wrong to believe in yourse...
novocaine... Jun 30, 2008
the way the fire started the way the fire finished
Monday, June 30, 2008 |
when did it start to be
wrong to believe in yourself??
all alone wishing you were somewhere else
where you felt needed by everyone
this is how we start to become
nothing more than sycophants
we hide behind meanings
screaming gimme one more chance pretty please
i'll say everything that you need to(hear)
i lost all faith in you
the day that the fire inside your heart
turnt to ash
where did you go??
i feel...1 Recommendation3 Comments -
im living with a noose round my necka bomb in my h...
novocaine... May 18, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008 |
im living with a noose round my neck
a bomb in my head
it ticks every second just to remind me
that unless i fight back i'll never be free from this curse
that fear and hate created 7 years after my birth
i want to be free from paranoid dreams
nightmares screaming even when im awake
i feel the strain from the dirty noose around my face
slowly falling to choke my everlasting fate
i hate that noose
ju...2 Recommendations2 Comments -
thoughts: life is like a dream, when i am gone it ...
theesadster Mar 25, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008 |
thoughts:
life is like a dream,
when i am gone it will be like i am waking up,
and i will become like a dream to you,
i will fade and become blurry like an old dream you had....
i only hope that i am like one of those dreams that you want to keep having over and over again...1 Recommendation3 Comments -
THIS IS A POEM WRITTEN IN THE STYLE OF THE NATIVE ...
theesadster Mar 25, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
THIS IS A POEM WRITTEN IN THE STYLE OF THE NATIVE MEXICAN INDIANS :
OH LORD OF THE DAY AND NIGHT,
LET ME SLEEP, FOR I AM TIRED,
I AM WEARY OF LIFE AND THE SUFFERING,
MY SONGS ARE FULL OF MELANCHOLY,
AND MY HEART IS FULL OF SORROW...
OH LORD OF THE DAY AND NIGHT,
TAKE ME TO YOUR LAND OF DREAMS,
MY EYES ARE HEAVY WITH TEARS,
LET ME SHED THEM UPON YOUR SHOULDER...
WHEN WILL THE NOBLE PRINCES STOP SM...2 Recommendations2 Comments -
sometimes i feel like im running awayfrom somethin...
novocaine... Mar 10, 2008
holy smokes batman (not actually the name of it lol)
Monday, March 10, 2008 |
sometimes i feel like im running away
from something i cant escape
i stare at the sky
dream i was outside
my own mind
sick thoughts inside
i cant escape
in my own way im giving up
im freaking out i cant run away
sometimes i think i am strong
sometimes i think i am wrong
i think back on all those days
when i was running away
i tried to change
i kept it all inside
it exploded ate my mind
so we can drive away...1 Recommendation3 Comments
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Completely lost,
in a cloud of guilt
and grief,
walking among the living
but living among the dead.
Completely lost in sadness
and engulfed by despair,
at the end of my rope,
too much weight to bear,
does life even care?2 Recommendations5 Comments -
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