Syck

Name
Syck
Age
31
Gender
Female
Location
United States
Joined date
June 2nd, 2007

In-Patient #163926

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I Speak Fast, And I'm Not Gonna Repeat Myself
so listen carefully to every word i say

And this is what we have been minimized to. Prescription drugs and monthly refills. Bi-weekly therapy sessions and bipolar mood disorder. Up and down. Left to right. Forwards and backwards. There is no stop, no pause, and certainly no rewind. There is no hope, there is no light, and there is no cure.
But you always did have a tendency to put a Band-Aid on a shotgun wound and then take a paper-cut to surgery. Such over and under dramatic people who sit in straight-back chairs and analyze us like dissected frogs. It always astonished me how cancer patients are sent flowers, but schizophrenics are only sent to the hospital. Like we aren't even human.
And this is what we have been minimized to.
you're appealing to emotions that i simply do not have
Blackmailed Myself, 'Cause I Ain't Got Anyone Else

So put your hands in the air
And don't make a sound
But don't get the wrong idea
We're gonna shoot you, we're gonna shoot you
There's nothing in your
Head or pocket, throat or wallet
That can change just how this goes
Everyone shakes to the beat
With a barrel down their throat

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I could tell you all the lies I sleep with at night
And show you all the scars that still remain in sight
But I'm not here for the buzz
I'm not here for the scare
To tell you the truth, I'm not even really there
And while you listen to sermon CDs
I just came in to let you see
That I broke mine apart
And that I'm going all out
So do me a favor
Sing Your?Out

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Read a journal of a person's thoughts, you'll find out who they want to be. Listen to their music or read their book collection, you'll find out what their personality is. Watch what they do, and you'll find out who they are.
Words are 100% bullshit.
Stories are 100% true.
Pick your poison
One-shot
Don't Be Weak
Just Sleep
Sea of Red
Hemoglobin
Nevermore
Dance Hall Drug
Chaptered
The More I Think, The Deeper I Sink
Addict: Setting the World On Fire
The Black Dog Apparition

There was never a genius without a tincture of madness.
-- Aristotle