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How I Fixed My Pathetic Self

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I figured out how to fix myself! No more hard drugs! I need to build myself to do things on my own without... "outside forces"
I had no idea my adventure would end like this. I did little story of my experience with ONLY ecstasy for the first time. While describing what I experienced from JUST ONE ecstasy. I also mention what I was thinking about as the effects surfaced. This all lead to an answer I've been looking for... for a very very long time. 
BYE BYE heavily intoxicated me. 

This is the first time I've actually paid attention to the effects of a drug other than marijuana and I decided to take record of  it AS it happened... and I just want to share my experience. 
In this there was no "let me go change that, that's weird." or "I don't want to share that..."
everything was put on the table as it happened with the time recorded and everything.

p.s. Feel free to jump around, I tend to babble a bit in my writing sometimes.All Rights Reserved

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Behind every mean girl...there's a tragedy

The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.