He bullied a deaf autistic kid and made him cry so hard he was screaming. Told the kid he would keep him in a windowless bookroom for no reason the next day. Kid told his mother about him and what he was gonna do. Mother drove him to school the next day and told the principal everything, thinking some pedo stuff was happening. Principal fired the guy, his face red from anger and screaming. Word gets out. Man's parents disowned him. His boyfriend left him. Man can't get a job because what he did comes up everytime during a background check. Had't been able to get a job in ten years and was hopelessly addicted to opioids. Found dead in a ditch from an overdose last Saturday. Kid was me. I don't feel bad. Burn in Hell, Mr. O'Brien.
As a fellow guy on the spectrum that teacher is probably being tortured right now. I would happy go there just to eat a tub of popcorn as he burns to death!
I saw a friend decide to snort some cocaine at a party once. Since then they got hooked and we kind of drifted at apart. Last I heard they were living in their car.
The fuck are you talking about. Heroin addicts you from one use, can be overdosed easily, instantly gives you hard withdrawal syndrome. If you take molly every 3 months in a safe dose, you're safe. Unless what you're taking is not molly which is the case in 70% of use cases in the US.
My mom was a druggie, anything would do but meth was the goal. She started doing it with us around 14-15. It made us happy and hyper. It was fun until it wasn't. Bestie got hooked hard, started sleeping with older guys for drugs/money, dropped out, then caught a felony in Florida. We went separate ways. I left at 17, got ged and attended state college. Surprisingly accepted to a decent private college at 19 with a 4.0 and a essay that apparently hit them in the feels. We're 33 now and have completely drifted apart. She hangs out with my younger sister, they have more in common unfortunately. I tried all throughout our 20s to get them to move. I was doing well in my 20s especially after moving to the west coast. Bought a home at 27. Husband and I are in the process of buying 10 acres cleared by the county connected to our land this yr, so a little over 16 total. It's a nice location. Less than an hour from Seattle but in woods so it looks and feels secluded. He works for a petroleum company and I run the homestead , poultry, rabbits, pigs. We're structuring a part of the property for elopments for spring 2023. It's gorgeous. She's working at outback, got married to the first guy that would go thru with it after knowing her for 6 months. He lost his job and crashed her car just after. I didn't know what to say. She had her wedding during the thick of the pandemic last yr so I couldn't go but I paid for the wine, champagne, and decorations to help. She seemed almost offended idk why, I asked her for a list and sent her what she needed. During my wedding I didn't ask for anything but offered plane tickets tho. She helped clean and decorate and I'm very grateful for that, she really helped us. I miss her. Lately when I text to check up she just talks about money, overtime, and having so many kids, she's got cervical cancer now but still planning on trying for a 4th child to "solidify the union" WTF does that mean... She needs treatment but has no insurance. She's fucked up her life and is at the point that she doesn't even consider leaving her situation anymore. Maybe she would have got addicted to something anyways bc we were wild. Both our moms dgaf and our dads were lackadaisical at best but I absolutely blame my mother and wish she could be charged. Her mom was a Cokehead but at least she didn't share ffs. My mother ruined a good person at a young age and I'll never let that woman around my family. My daughter will never know her. I miss the person my BFF could have been. Thx for reading.
5:15 I've heard sadly this is becoming common. It's fine to like Disney (though I prefer the classic stuff) but not to that unhealthy amount of a degree.
One of the early Reddit comments talk about a guy who shot himself in head just to show his friends that gun doesnt work, similar thing happened to me but my gut feeling saved me . This is story of how I saved myself from losing my eye, and it would have literally changed my whole life. Basically when I was 10, I had a plastic gun which shot little grain size of plastic balls. And many kids because of it lost their eyes and practically got hurt every year. I was just sitting one day, and thought about using the gun on me because I knew it didnt have bullets in it, but wait it did have. My gut feeling told me to try it on my leg first, I shot my leg instead of my eye and THANK GOD (i did that) . Like I literally get nightmares of not having an eye because of one fullish mistake. THANKS GUTTT
