so. what about ‘I NEED MY FUCKING MEDICATION’ is hard to understand?

i feel like shit. again. like the effect of the pills is completelly gone. again. i feel like real shit. not wanting anything. just like this. completelly stopped.

i know i have to buy them cuz NOONE. NO-FUCKING-ONE will save me. no one will help me with that. noone. ever. never. it’s up to my own resources. so. i’ll do it. as soon as i get the money.

i wonder if i could have done better things on my trip to braazil if i just had the pills?

i wonder if i … i wonder.

so. that’s all i have to say. my life is great. family coming back to normal. boyfriend great, amazing and getting better. life easy… and i can’t enjoy all that. just ‘enjoy’ the moment. but always in the darkness of night i come back to my pile of shit and wonder… will i ever be normal?