>>50019151Well, I have some stories, but nothing comparable.
Are you the anon who drew the "watchman" on /b/ ? (anon with paranoia)
Yes, the meds can fry your brain. I had to call a psychiatrist in emergency when I abused benzos. Told me about the paradoxical effects, when they finally do the contrary of what they should.
I feel I missed my chance in college, but seriously, all the acting out was meant to be.
You've probably seen the worst, brah, yeah moving to another town might be a good idea, for a new start.
>In this proud land we grew up strongWe were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail
No fight left, or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
But no one wants you when you lose
Don't give up
'Cause you have friends
Don't give up
You're not beaten yet
Don't give up
I know you can make it good
Though I saw it all around
Never thought that I could be affected
Thought that we'd be last to go
It is so strange the way things turn
Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground
Don't give up
'Cause somewhere there's a place where we belong
Rest your head
You worry too much
It's gonna be all right
When times get rough
You can fall back on us
Don't give up
Got to walk out of here
I can't take any more
Gonna stand on that bridge
Keep my eyes down below
Whatever may come
And whatever may go
That river's flowing
>Moved on to another town>Tried hard to settle down>For every job, so many men>So many men no one needs/emo
