Friday, April 22, 2011

Feet, Don't Fail Me Now

Took 50 fucking dramamine Tuesday night, before work.

Fucked some orders up, pissed some people off.

Had ZERO short-term memory. Like a blank slate, erased every five minutes. Huge flashes of black would block my vision out. Kept talking about Andy and "Ian" (Jordan) when mom was yelling at me about different things.

Have you ever completely accepted the fact that you were going to die?

I did, five minutes after taking all those pills.

With the taste of them still bitter on the back of my tongue, dropping a cup for some order I had already forgotten, I realized, this was it.

I accepted my fate, and I wasn't afraid.

Disappointment: getting grounded for being on Skittles, which I lied about so my parents wouldn't take away my dramamine.

You know what? I'm still prepared to die.

I'm fucking determined.

Fuck it.

I love you, I love you.
Alex

18 comments:

  1. pleaase dont do this

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  2. Because it won't solve a damn thing and you were given a life for a reason, and you're better than this.

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  3. I don't want to solve anything, I'm past that, I know that I can't.

    I'm not any better than this. I know what I'll be leaving behind, and I've only made things worse since I got here.

    I know what I'm leaving behind, I simply stopped caring.

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  4. If your'e still alive.. I just want you to know we'll miss you. By the way you are a very good writer, I'd read a book of yours if you wrote one:)

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  5. I'm so sorry... I miss you.

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  6. What...What happened?

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  7. One could only imagine; but there is no further response from this individual in any way shape or form.

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  8. I got your picture, I'm coming with you
    Dear Maria, count me in
    there's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen

    when the lights go off, I wanna watch the way you
    take the stage by storm
    tthe way you wrap those boys around your finger
    go on and play the leader
    cause you know it's what you're good at
    the low road for the fast track
    make every second last,

    Cause I got your picture
    I'm coming with yoou
    Dear Mria, count me in
    there's a story at the bottom of this bottle, and I'm the pen.
    Make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out
    Cause it feels like stealing hearts
    calling your name from the crowd

    then in the field yuo'll be the show girl of the home team
    I'll be the narrator,
    telling another tale of the American dream

    I see your name in lights.
    We can make you a star
    girl, we'll take the world by storm,
    It isn't that hard

    cuase I got your pictuer
    I'm coming with you
    Dear Maria, count me inn
    There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
    And I'm the pen
    Make it count when I'm the one
    who's selling you out
    Cause it feels like stealing hearts
    Calling your name from the crowd.

    Take a breath, don't it sound so easy?
    Never had a doubt,
    now I'm going crazy
    watching from the floor
    Take a breath and let the rest come easy...
    Never settle down,
    Cause the cash flow leaves me always wanting more

    cause I gt your picture
    I'm coming with you
    Dear Maria, count me in
    there's a story at the bottom of this bottle
    and I'm the pen.
    make it count when I'm the one who's selling you out
    cause it feels like stealing hearts
    callin your name from the crowd

    Cuause I got your picture
    I'm coming with you
    Dear Maria, count me in
    There's a story at the bottom of this bottle

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  9. it just turned 11:11, and I've been wishing for you since you left. wanted you to know that i'm thinking about you.. we all are. andy showed us this page, only a few of us.. he didnt show the police, or your parents. you wouldnt have wanted that, he said. if i would have known, i would have helped.. we all would have. i miss you.
    andy posted your song. we all listened to it just now and cired a lot.. he hasnt been sober in weeks.. pplease help him. he misses you more than all of us.
    he hasn't taken your necklace off
    and he says he loves you. please dont let him follow you, I know what he thinks when he goes to bed. he loves you..
    we love you.
    "Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, "I miss you, I'm so sorry."

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  10. Does anyone know her name?

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  11. Samantha, I fukcing love you.
    I miss you so much.
    Me nd Andy haven't been sober in weeks
    It's been so long... It feels like yesterday. Hurts moer every day...
    Youve gotta remember me. Remember us..
    We both want to be with you
    At the rate Andy's drikning he might be there soon...
    Stop this..... please....
    Stay out if my dreams.... <\3

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  12. Sam you were riht
    dramamynes a hell of a drug and I beat you!
    I took all i could find it. was 86
    I dont feel so good and
    sing me to sleep, il see youin my dreams
    waiting to say
    I miss you samantha, im so sorrry......
    i love you, i love you

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  13. Did she leave a note ?

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  14. This was her note...

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  15. Would somebody be so kind and comment a link to her facebook page..

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