The shoot is the struggle for life battling your “demons” Adding me and my past and his wife’s minds all together the shoot became WAY more than what he originally planned. While I’m still an addict because that doesn’t just go away. My got contol of my demons when I was 18 after a 2 week period of Xanax BAD. From then on my addiction was at bay. I could pick something up and not again if I want. The tattoo is a reminder of my mental health because I was dangerous before.
Disclaimer THE NEEDLE IN THE LAST PICTURE is band aided on and edited. IM 32 and can NOT even see a needle without wanting to pass out. I’m only clarifying that because itwas VERY controversial because people thought it was a real.
I’m frustrated and sad because how much it took to catch my attention and when finally did (which is hard WASNT it? Then LET MY GUARD DOWN. and you fold?
Okay let’s keep it G. YOU SMARTER THAN THAT to believe anything along the lines of me being fake. Playing you and ect. YOUR A FUCKIN MORON to fall for the shit I warned you bout. AND IF IN fact a side was chosen. I HOPE YOU LOVE THE KARMA THAT COMES WITH IT.
Coulda caught me a bird for a war I started But I found myself involved (Turn, turn) Is there such a feelin' as bein' way too loyal? Touch road and I grew some roses Got straight out the mud of the soil (Turn, turn) Is there such a feelin' as bein' way too loyal? Always еight racks to show How's [?] whipped up for bro Is there such a feelin' as bеin' way too loyal? Steady and slow always wins the race I turned down million pounds and more money Is there such a feelin' as bein' way too loyal?
Hope you as G as you act cause them feelings going to make you sick when you realize you played ya self out A solid downass bitch.
I hope it makes you sick 😷 when you realized I was always real and even when I wasn’t fully aware:
Just a little reminder that there is nothing wrong with you, you have been the victim of a prolonged insidious wave of psychological and emotional terrorism. You accepted some things that were never meant to be. But there is nothing wrong with you, you are a normal caring person that just wants to make people happy. And someone took advantage of that. I am in lockdown alone, whilst everyone else has kept in touch, not heard a thing of N. The time to reflect is time to think and whilst N thinks in her mind that the discard hurts, it does! But not as she thinks. The time to think and analyse comes in waves, The abuse I’ve endured and allowed, how could I? Whether its the physical scars of cigarette burns, or mental scars from the most wicked of images they put in your head. Abuse is abuse and normal people don’t do that shit to others. Now I know you probably aren’t in a good place if you are here. But instead of dwelling on the rare good times.. Remember the histrionic melt downs! Remember the gas lighting Remember the triangulation Remember the lies Remember the verbal, emotional, physical, sexual, psychological abuse
Remember their mental gymnastics of justification and hypocrisy Remember their cruelty, their discards, silent treatment, false public image, wicked true selves behind closed doors. Then stop. Remember who you were before all this shit started. Remember who you wan to be, who you can be. And repeat after me. I accepted some things that were never meant to be. But I will unfuck myself! Peace and love to everyone going through this. We are all playing the same game, just different levels, stuck in the same hell just different devils.