when i was in high school being raped by a teacher every week for two years,i started taking harder drugs to escape the reality of horror of my life,so one day i had taken some acid,one hit and went home for lunch and got out a butcher knife and started to slit open my chest cause i thought i was a big bug in a bug suit and was extremely paranoid.i wasnt saved at the time, but i believe God had his hand on me cause the phone rang and i dropped the knife and realized what i was about to do.drugs dont help anything,it damaged part of my brain,like you couldnt tell,i am just glad it didnt snap permanently all the way,if people say drugs dont harm you,they lie or are already gone...
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