2020-04-14 at 8:45 AM UTC
aldra
JIDF Controlled Opposition
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2020-04-14 at 10:27 AM UTC
Had shitty dreams last night, like i was being cut alot. I think it might have to do with the antibiotics im on for my sinus infection
2020-04-15 at 3:05 PM UTC
i didnt see any of it at first then i saw the chopped up remains of a snail the size of a human head, then i look around and mutilated bodies of large snails are everywhere.
every. fucking. where.
this was after i took cellphone videos of someone firing chain gun at my position.
2020-04-15 at 7:49 PM UTC
I only seem to have shitty dreams after watching anal on Pornhub.
2020-04-15 at 7:54 PM UTC
Cathay Coof
African Astronaut
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I dreamt I was a cobol programmer last night.
And most of my colleagues desks were empty, as they had died from Corona. I had moved to a desk which was better than my old desk, as it was nearer the coffee dock.
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2020-04-16 at 7:02 AM UTC
I have using dreams frequently.
I don't seem to ever actually get high in them.
Its always something stupid like the syringe clogs and all the blood coagulates while i am trying to suck it out the top of one syringe with another equally shitty syringe and I end up getting at first just a little blood but then a lot of blood and then enough coagulates to look like a dark red little blood slug and you know you plop that bitch back on the spoon and add a couple drops of water but not too much cuz u know u got to get it all in 1 shot and then u use the flat, round plastic end of that plunger stick to mix it all up again. Can't use too big of a cotton either and sometimes I would fucking drop a big wad of cotton bit off the spent enhancement of a cig I tried to get a hit from that I found in the gutter of the road that I walked back and forth 6, 8, 10, 12 times a day often clocking up 20-25 miles each day trekking back and forth from my spot where I'd fly my kite collecting money from strangers, sometimes sucking dick for it, and back walking the other way to my drug dealers to get dope.
Often I had no phone so I would have to run in the hospital that was on the corner where I held my sign and used a public phone in the lobby to place an order to my drug dealer.
Sometimes Id walk 2 and a half hours to get a single fucking tester.
Sometimes Id get there and he wouldn't have what I needed and other times he wouldn't be there and I would wait hours outside in the cold and rain hiding in the wooded backyard of a bando that was behind his house.
I remember Id get dope and run to that bando and it is right on a busy road but I would just squat down in the dense foliage just meters from the street, pull my pants off as quickly as I could and let my ass hole just obliterate whatever was underneath it with the grossest runniest sloppiest smelliest plain awful shits and once my ass finished evacuating my insides I would just roll forward onto my knees, pinch a beer can between them as I was on the grass, and then mix my dope in the underside of it.
As soon as that cocaine and heroin entered my veins it didn't matter if I dropped some turd soup down into my shoe or if I just stole all the money out of my mom's purse to buy dope.
And extra money that I had left over that wasn't enough to buy a cap with would go toward buying the cheapest strongest beer the drive-thru sold along with 1 or 2 single cigarettes.
I felt like I had to get high no matter what.
I couldn't stand being sick.
Id sell peoples stuff without their permission to get dope money thinking that once I get high I can just pimp out my hooker gf, make some money and get high again + buy the tv back before so and so finds out.
I was always so fucked and delusional that all the time Id do retarded shit.
I am honestly surprised I never got jumped during that time.
Taken advantage of a lot but never jumped.
And that horrible time in my life could have been avoided if it wasn't for pharmaceutical and insurance companies pushing there ulterior directives upon us.
2020-04-19 at 12:10 PM UTC
I had a dream about injecting Morphine last night. With an old timey needle. You know the ones that have a metal case? Or casing. I also dreamed my veins were all fucked up and i couldn't find a good spot to put the needle. IRL my veins are fine though. I was thinking how awkward the needle was to pull back in order to try and draw blood to see if i hit a vein correctly as well. It was a big ass rig.
