I take pills. They keep me from going crazy, and from thinking that other people think I’m crazy. They put me to sleep and they calm me down and they make me happy and they sometimes make me act silly. I think pills are probably a great achievement for mankind, but I really wish I didn’t have to take them. I wish I was normal and didn’t need a prescription to balance myself out. I wish I could be happy on my own…
He reached for the iodine pills in the cab and found the large bottle lying on the floorboard. Fumbling to get the door open against the firestorm’s wind, he cursed his bad luck. Well, actually, he had to almost laugh. His bad luck. Imagine how that guy feels in that stripped out basement with that strange bottle of…what the hell? And then he realized what it was when he saw the black skull and crossbones on the label.
Pills. who needs them? Who’s got them? What are they doing for you? and when are you going to take them? Pills. Pilsner, pill-popper, pillsows. Pill is what my mom used to call me. But now I’m the medicine. so what..
Once there were a lot of pills then there were none and someone was lying on the floor. I couldn’t help them. They were gone so I walked outside and looked up at the sky were I saw clouds of white and skies of blue. I wasn’t happy.
i dont have money to waste on pills, i just have my imagination to fullfill my dreams. but what happens when your mind decides to not work, when the words wont come out right? then you need some pills
I hate taking all pills- advil included. My parents have always been like, “Come on, you want to get better don’t you?” and pushed tylenol at me, and they have offered to get me prozac or something. The only pills I’d take are vitamin caps, but I am guilty of trying alternative medicine pills, which is kind of different.
She looked once again at the pill bottle. Was she brave enough to take them? Or did it really take bravery? Maybe she was a chicken for even considering taking the pills. She remembered her grandmother and how proud she had been. She threw the pills away.
I wonder how many pills are taken every day all over the world. Pills for anything and everything. Pills for losing weight, pills to cope with stress, pills to improve memory, pills to aid in the struggle with various illnesses, pills to improve sexual drive, pills for ANYTHING. I wonder what fraction of these pills do what they claim. And what fraction of that fraction can do what they claim while keeping people in reality. I work in the medical industry and I know, pills can keep you from living the life you were meant to live. Yes, they can save lives and work miraculous wonders. But at what point are medications crossing over into prolonging or changing our fate? Just a thought.
She threw the pills into the sink and watched them swirl down the drain with the water. No more! She was done with medication, done with the way they made her tired, done with the way they made her gain weight and tired of the way they tasted….like peanut butter, chunky, like your thighs, like flies, caught in the breeze. Maybe throwing the pills out wasn’t as good as an idea as she had originally thought.
The pills. more pills. Always more pills. They made her drowsy, sick. But she had to take them. They messed with her head, made her feel like someone else. But that was good. She had to be someone else. If she was herself, something would happen. She didn’t remember what it
Too many , over those lonely years, masking, not feeling, pain, heartahe. U think their working then they stop. U try to leave them but they haunt you every sleepless night. Where the moon is dark and silent and u just want to feel normal. No color- the trees r grey and the sun is always too bright. When the pills work there is color. When the pills stop it’s grey and heart wrenching, you thought u were better. The pills lied.
Michael took the pill that was handed to him by his mother, instead of getting a hug on the way to school in the morning. She looked disapprovingly at his choice of attire and eyeliner. She couldn’t possibly touch him like that. Maybe the pills will help.
i just had to take some pills because i have the flu. i hate feeling sick. i wanted to go running today. whenever i take pills i have to pause and let all the air out of my lungs before i swallow, otherwise they go down the wrong pipe. it is very stressful. i hate feeling sick. i really hate it. sometimes i think i would rather go into a protective coma until i heal instead of having to walk around like this.
White like snow, pills are slick and creepy. Pills are the plastic of the earth. Many people think that they are able to make you feel better, but really they are just a disguise for other problems. Stick to the herbs, and the naturalzzzzzzzzzzzzz bai.
They used to pump me full or drugs. Pills with names so complex I couldn’t even pronounce them. But that was a long time ago, and I’ve overcome those emotional disabilities now. It amazes me that modern medicines answer to almost everything is sedation.
the pills that swallowed up her inequity were no longer necessary in the fact that she was complete in herself upon finding the one missing thing. she found him.
I have been taking pills on and off all of my life. The first pill I have ever taken was given to me by my mother, who I think takes too many pills herself.
My husband tends to be a pill. He doesn’t take many pills, he tends to be paranoid about taking them, amongst other things.
I do not give my son, who is just under three years of
he introduced me to them. to eat them, to swallow them, to embrace them. like candy, we ate. it was fun, it was entertainment, it all turned beautiful. i was always against it, never thought it was smart. everything is fine in moderation. i guess. maybe? whatever, i love him and he loves me. so its okay.
Pílulas são remédios que as pessoas tomam. Existem pílulas que servem para fazer as pessoas dormirem. Outras têm outros objetivos. É interessante que muitas pessoas fazem uso de pílulas meramente por questões psicológicas, sem que haja necessariamente uma razão patológica (doença) que levam à necessidade de fazê-lo.
pills–medicine we stuff our body with, whether good or bad. there is a pill for everything. someday they’re going to think of a pill that can halt even death and then we will truly be monstrous, won’t we?
the pills that you sip causually. just another crushing difference between you and i. the smell of pot and winter air. the heart of a matter I know all too well. the pressure i put on you to react. the pressure i put on myself to overcome. i can’t take it anymore.
I take pills everyday. I take two in the morning, and one at night. One of the morning pills is highly addictive and the one night pill is just as bad. In the time I’ve had to take pills, I’ve learned the art of getting through withdrawal without killing yourself. The key is to smoke cigarettes and drink coffee and everything will be okay.
“did they take the right pills?” went the famous line from the movie,’flash gordon’.how and why that memory surfaced here and now in her curcuits made her pause-whirl-click-click-she knew so little of this body she was in.it was becoming(and quickly,at that)more and more like being her.yet,her human body was dying from who knew what.was shock a symptom or the cause?
Carly opened the cabinet and exhumed the bottle of pills from the back. Bottle, not container. That’s how ancient these ones were. She couldn’t believe she had to resort to this again. “Not this time,” she had told herself. Not this time.
pills are such a EVIL; THING I KNOW SO MANY POEPLE WHO HAVE DIED FORM having an over does and its inferiating its bothersome and it drives me up the wall to think abouut it in the simplist ways, yet at the very same time pills seem to help [pople which is annoying there should be a boundary or some rules that go with taking puills so that no one over usues the power of what they
I take the bottle of pills off the table. It reads ‘Motrin’, and I wonder if it’ll be able to take care of this headache. My kids are being a pain, and I have no energy to deal with them right now. One is covered in paint (and so are the walls), and the other is yelling at the TV while playing a racing game. I know what to do…Take a breather and go with the flow.
pills. white, curing, pills. bills thrills pills offer cheap thrills. when you sell them illegally it pays the bills. some give you chills. some make your guts spill. some are like huge and are called horse pills.
I had to take so many pills over the summer. I don’t really know what was wrong with me. No one did. I believe it was stress. But I thought I had mono because I couldn’t eat and had chest pain, headaches, etc. It was a hard time. I also had to take four different pills a few months back for a sinus infection. Not pretty.
The pills were sitting all in one row, giggling behind their hands whenever he stumbled over a word, which was more frequent the more they giggled. If they thought being a teacher was easy, they could stand up and do it themselves, but chances were they would just twirl their hair around their fingers and everyone would eat it up.
So he pushed his glasses higher up on his nose, took a deep breath, and started in on quantum mechanics again. Later, he would remember they were only ten, and he would headdesk in the teacher’s lounge.
Pills, swallow them dow
one two three at a time
choke!
use water next time
wine hurts too much
Dont forget
Dont forget!
Pressure, Pressure, don’t mess this up.
Jagged little pill
you hurt going down
Gulp!
I look at all the pills in our cupboard and i wonder what they are all for.. Are any of them really good for me or do they all present problems if taken for extended periods of time.
my dad works as a pharmisist. growing up he always about different kinds.
I take pills. They keep me from going crazy, and from thinking that other people think I’m crazy. They put me to sleep and they calm me down and they make me happy and they sometimes make me act silly. I think pills are probably a great achievement for mankind, but I really wish I didn’t have to take them. I wish I was normal and didn’t need a prescription to balance myself out. I wish I could be happy on my own…
He reached for the iodine pills in the cab and found the large bottle lying on the floorboard. Fumbling to get the door open against the firestorm’s wind, he cursed his bad luck. Well, actually, he had to almost laugh. His bad luck. Imagine how that guy feels in that stripped out basement with that strange bottle of…what the hell? And then he realized what it was when he saw the black skull and crossbones on the label.
tachas, fiestas, cojer, dejar de pensar, dolor, música, nenas, rave
ecstasy
why walk away from life why? so many people love you life will get better why end it on a sad note?
Pills. who needs them? Who’s got them? What are they doing for you? and when are you going to take them? Pills. Pilsner, pill-popper, pillsows. Pill is what my mom used to call me. But now I’m the medicine. so what..
Once there were a lot of pills then there were none and someone was lying on the floor. I couldn’t help them. They were gone so I walked outside and looked up at the sky were I saw clouds of white and skies of blue. I wasn’t happy.
i dont have money to waste on pills, i just have my imagination to fullfill my dreams. but what happens when your mind decides to not work, when the words wont come out right? then you need some pills
this is something that can cure a person or kill a person they ca be good and bad in them.. just like everything in this beautiful world..
I hate taking all pills- advil included. My parents have always been like, “Come on, you want to get better don’t you?” and pushed tylenol at me, and they have offered to get me prozac or something. The only pills I’d take are vitamin caps, but I am guilty of trying alternative medicine pills, which is kind of different.
She looked once again at the pill bottle. Was she brave enough to take them? Or did it really take bravery? Maybe she was a chicken for even considering taking the pills. She remembered her grandmother and how proud she had been. She threw the pills away.
I wonder how many pills are taken every day all over the world. Pills for anything and everything. Pills for losing weight, pills to cope with stress, pills to improve memory, pills to aid in the struggle with various illnesses, pills to improve sexual drive, pills for ANYTHING. I wonder what fraction of these pills do what they claim. And what fraction of that fraction can do what they claim while keeping people in reality. I work in the medical industry and I know, pills can keep you from living the life you were meant to live. Yes, they can save lives and work miraculous wonders. But at what point are medications crossing over into prolonging or changing our fate? Just a thought.
She threw the pills into the sink and watched them swirl down the drain with the water. No more! She was done with medication, done with the way they made her tired, done with the way they made her gain weight and tired of the way they tasted….like peanut butter, chunky, like your thighs, like flies, caught in the breeze. Maybe throwing the pills out wasn’t as good as an idea as she had originally thought.
The pills. more pills. Always more pills. They made her drowsy, sick. But she had to take them. They messed with her head, made her feel like someone else. But that was good. She had to be someone else. If she was herself, something would happen. She didn’t remember what it
Too many , over those lonely years, masking, not feeling, pain, heartahe. U think their working then they stop. U try to leave them but they haunt you every sleepless night. Where the moon is dark and silent and u just want to feel normal. No color- the trees r grey and the sun is always too bright. When the pills work there is color. When the pills stop it’s grey and heart wrenching, you thought u were better. The pills lied.
Michael took the pill that was handed to him by his mother, instead of getting a hug on the way to school in the morning. She looked disapprovingly at his choice of attire and eyeliner. She couldn’t possibly touch him like that. Maybe the pills will help.
These pills that I bought yesterday, keeps me going.
take them
water
die
retry
smile
colors
toxic
live
but don’t
but pretend to live
and have them
in your troat
i just had to take some pills because i have the flu. i hate feeling sick. i wanted to go running today. whenever i take pills i have to pause and let all the air out of my lungs before i swallow, otherwise they go down the wrong pipe. it is very stressful. i hate feeling sick. i really hate it. sometimes i think i would rather go into a protective coma until i heal instead of having to walk around like this.
White like snow, pills are slick and creepy. Pills are the plastic of the earth. Many people think that they are able to make you feel better, but really they are just a disguise for other problems. Stick to the herbs, and the naturalzzzzzzzzzzzzz bai.
They used to pump me full or drugs. Pills with names so complex I couldn’t even pronounce them. But that was a long time ago, and I’ve overcome those emotional disabilities now. It amazes me that modern medicines answer to almost everything is sedation.
the pills that swallowed up her inequity were no longer necessary in the fact that she was complete in herself upon finding the one missing thing. she found him.
I have been taking pills on and off all of my life. The first pill I have ever taken was given to me by my mother, who I think takes too many pills herself.
My husband tends to be a pill. He doesn’t take many pills, he tends to be paranoid about taking them, amongst other things.
I do not give my son, who is just under three years of
he introduced me to them. to eat them, to swallow them, to embrace them. like candy, we ate. it was fun, it was entertainment, it all turned beautiful. i was always against it, never thought it was smart. everything is fine in moderation. i guess. maybe? whatever, i love him and he loves me. so its okay.
Pílulas são remédios que as pessoas tomam. Existem pílulas que servem para fazer as pessoas dormirem. Outras têm outros objetivos. É interessante que muitas pessoas fazem uso de pílulas meramente por questões psicológicas, sem que haja necessariamente uma razão patológica (doença) que levam à necessidade de fazê-lo.
pills–medicine we stuff our body with, whether good or bad. there is a pill for everything. someday they’re going to think of a pill that can halt even death and then we will truly be monstrous, won’t we?
the pills that you sip causually. just another crushing difference between you and i. the smell of pot and winter air. the heart of a matter I know all too well. the pressure i put on you to react. the pressure i put on myself to overcome. i can’t take it anymore.
I take pills everyday. I take two in the morning, and one at night. One of the morning pills is highly addictive and the one night pill is just as bad. In the time I’ve had to take pills, I’ve learned the art of getting through withdrawal without killing yourself. The key is to smoke cigarettes and drink coffee and everything will be okay.
“did they take the right pills?” went the famous line from the movie,’flash gordon’.how and why that memory surfaced here and now in her curcuits made her pause-whirl-click-click-she knew so little of this body she was in.it was becoming(and quickly,at that)more and more like being her.yet,her human body was dying from who knew what.was shock a symptom or the cause?
Carly opened the cabinet and exhumed the bottle of pills from the back. Bottle, not container. That’s how ancient these ones were. She couldn’t believe she had to resort to this again. “Not this time,” she had told herself. Not this time.
pills are such a EVIL; THING I KNOW SO MANY POEPLE WHO HAVE DIED FORM having an over does and its inferiating its bothersome and it drives me up the wall to think abouut it in the simplist ways, yet at the very same time pills seem to help [pople which is annoying there should be a boundary or some rules that go with taking puills so that no one over usues the power of what they
You were mine. A cure for the hollows.
advil
ibuprofin
vicadin
adderall
tums
vitamins
medicine
antidepresents
overdose
shit
uhmm.
what.
I take the bottle of pills off the table. It reads ‘Motrin’, and I wonder if it’ll be able to take care of this headache. My kids are being a pain, and I have no energy to deal with them right now. One is covered in paint (and so are the walls), and the other is yelling at the TV while playing a racing game. I know what to do…Take a breather and go with the flow.
pills. white, curing, pills. bills thrills pills offer cheap thrills. when you sell them illegally it pays the bills. some give you chills. some make your guts spill. some are like huge and are called horse pills.
I had to take so many pills over the summer. I don’t really know what was wrong with me. No one did. I believe it was stress. But I thought I had mono because I couldn’t eat and had chest pain, headaches, etc. It was a hard time. I also had to take four different pills a few months back for a sinus infection. Not pretty.
The pills were sitting all in one row, giggling behind their hands whenever he stumbled over a word, which was more frequent the more they giggled. If they thought being a teacher was easy, they could stand up and do it themselves, but chances were they would just twirl their hair around their fingers and everyone would eat it up.
So he pushed his glasses higher up on his nose, took a deep breath, and started in on quantum mechanics again. Later, he would remember they were only ten, and he would headdesk in the teacher’s lounge.
relaxing,white, tiny saviors that release me from my stress.
Pills, swallow them dow
one two three at a time
choke!
use water next time
wine hurts too much
Dont forget
Dont forget!
Pressure, Pressure, don’t mess this up.
Jagged little pill
you hurt going down
Gulp!
I look at all the pills in our cupboard and i wonder what they are all for.. Are any of them really good for me or do they all present problems if taken for extended periods of time.