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2017-07-06 at 4:35 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 4:44 AM UTCI had a cow almost kill my ex by "mounting" him, and actually, and quite literally broke the back of my ex's bullcalf...
Had a hog eat the new born baby goats alive.
seen many a duck fuck. my favorite phrase is "fuck-a-duck" because of that. We had mascovys which are "quackless" ducks, with ugly red connacled faces. cool ducks. they just got it on, and our drakes were quite lazy... had ducklings and geese around too...
My clydesdale was not having this donkey fuck him... my clyde was a stud, so was the donkey, Henry... took 2 weeks and many a cydesdale ass kicking for poor Henry to understand my boy wasn't homo...
OMG... so many dogs stuck together after fucking... so many cats screaming bloody murder being fucked....
So much sex on the farm. §m£ÂgØL doesn't even know the half of it, he wasn't there for the truly deranged farm sex shit. -
2017-07-06 at 4:47 AM UTCHydro if you want any of those pictures I emailed you about you have till Friday to email me back about it.
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2017-07-06 at 4:52 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 4:55 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 4:56 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 5:03 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 5:26 AM UTCI'm really depressed because I feel like two very dear friends in my life are... IDK... like... one is isolating badly, and the other is balls to the walls doing bad shit with his life.
I feel like I'm letting both those things happen, and being compliant, but it's hard, when I got my own shit too...
I'm 100$ short tomorrow. I don't have the job I had... I seriously can't work like I used to with seizures. I fucking was lucky and determined as fuck, but I know that'll fall apart eventually. It was nights too and NOBODY would let me get sleep for work. Everyone wanted me up in the middle of the day to do shit and wait on that faggot hand and foot- the faggot with maggots on his legs who fucking refuses showers, who fucking refuses to do anything, who fucking expects everything to revolve around him, and not give a shit about anyone really, very selfish. Nobody cares about me driving with seizures, when I SAY "I had/feel like I'm going to have one"... and usually I do at some point, just lucky not while I've been driving... but it's gonna happen one day, they keep pushing and pushing and pushing me...
They don't believe what I have is epilepsy. "You sure it's not anxiety? I've never heard of anxiety bringing on a seizure... that's dumb"... story of my life. kill me now.
He pisses in anything within reach... if he's in the kitchen by chance, since mostly it's me getting him shit, but on the off day, he'll just grab a tea pitcher... a pot... a cup and just piss in it and leave it on the counter... omg... he's done that so many times... he's just pissed up the side walk, then reached down (supposidly he can't bend to get anything or do anything, but he managed this day some how...) and grabs a cup off the side walk where my mother's shit is... and pisses in it and tosses it in the yard... mind you, hes already covered in piss down his pants... there's no point to even doing this now... he came right in, sat in his chair, and refused to change clothes.
He shat himself all over. didn't tell anyone, sat naked witha sheet over him in the living room, and hid his clothes after smearing shit everywhere... he tells me to clean it up after he let it sit there for days (before he acted like his bathroom was cleaned up by my mother.. She found his clothes while going through shit to bring him to the hospital (he's in there again, proabbly another month or so... with maybe so rehab. last time they did a maggot therapy... well, his legs already have wild maggots growing on them now lol) and FINALLY we fund a pair of SHIT CAKED CLOTHES! that is covered by so many flies it looks like a dead fucking animal! WTF?
He's an alcoholic big time but is in denial about it. He refuses to elevate his legs because "they hurt too much" but won't pay 30$ to go get a pain script at a pain doctor, and just goes to the VA because it's free. He has done nothing up til recently (he FINALLY after bitching got the therapist out, but she's a cunt and doesn't know the half of the bullshit and thinks I'm just being... "mean"...I'm tired of it... I'm tired of HURTING MYSELF everytime he falls, then BEGS me not to call help, but does nothing to change shit and then falls more often when he's drunk a fuck... He doesn't give a fuck, but tries to pretend to... he wants the nurses here to flirt with and to have "company" not to get better... He never wants them to leave...
For the most part, scary thing is, he's relatively sane, just lazy as fuck. I think he has Alzheimer's though, or is just losing it a little, especially with the daily alcohol use... LMFAO, he'd be in DT's now, but he's actually taking the gabapentin, and likely getting pain meds at the hospital now, which he never gets from his reg doctor. He doesnt take his blood pressure, water pills (he should with the fluid build up that causes massive leaking and PUDDLES, LEGIT PUDDLES of clear fluid from his legs after standing just a few minutes.... or even when he sits... it stinks and gets on everything... it's sick) or anything normally, dont even know why he has the nurse come to "set up" his pills box... he never takes it... oh, that's right.. company... but now he's WDing off alcohol, watch, soon as he's out, first thing he'll do is have me go to the liquor store....
I'm in such a fucked position being here. I've come to despise part of him. He's over half reason I am fucked right now... Sometimes I just pray he dies. I've come to hate him bit by bit.... but part o me... IDK... I pity him too... he's that lonely...
IDK... I'm always fucked because I care too much about dumb people like the old nigger I take care of... I wish they'd just amputate already...
God damn me... my life sucks so badly. Yeah, and §m£ÂgØL I do wish I'd not have gave you that money now, but meh... shit happens. Story of my life. I got fucked accidentally by my friend who's not going to pay me for a fucking month... that's why I'm fucking so short...
interviews and shit... I just need to fucking get on disabilities. I've paid in everything I can... I legitimately didn't want to but how shit is going with the seizures, and livinng in chronic pain... Just a few months... I need to file... Once I move. It'll give me time to actually figure out another income source on the side, and spend the time my son needs at this age. Which probably will be to Texas with my old roomie while I get my shit together to go move somewhere with PoC.
Hey, PoC... Let's move to Washington... lmfao. let's go raise my son there... it'll be... great... lol
I hate my life right now though...
Druggies, wish me luck on my endeavor to manifest my drug money. Shits gettin' rough these days, yo. -
2017-07-06 at 5:28 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 5:32 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone I'm really depressed because I feel like two very dear friends in my life are… IDK… like… one is isolating badly, and the other is balls to the walls doing bad shit with his life.
I feel like I'm letting both those things happen, and being compliant, but it's hard, when I got my own shit too…
I'm 100$ short tomorrow. I don't have the job I had… I seriously can't work like I used to with seizures. I fucking was lucky and determined as fuck, but I know that'll fall apart eventually. It was nights too and NOBODY would let me get sleep for work. Everyone wanted me up in the middle of the day to do shit and wait on that faggot hand and foot- the faggot with maggots on his legs who fucking refuses showers, who fucking refuses to do anything, who fucking expects everything to revolve around him, and not give a shit about anyone really, very selfish. Nobody cares about me driving with seizures, when I SAY "I had/feel like I'm going to have one"… and usually I do at some point, just lucky not while I've been driving… but it's gonna happen one day, they keep pushing and pushing and pushing me…
They don't believe what I have is epilepsy. "You sure it's not anxiety? I've never heard of anxiety bringing on a seizure… that's dumb"… story of my life. kill me now.
He pisses in anything within reach… if he's in the kitchen by chance, since mostly it's me getting him shit, but on the off day, he'll just grab a tea pitcher… a pot… a cup and just piss in it and leave it on the counter… omg… he's done that so many times… he's just pissed up the side walk, then reached down (supposidly he can't bend to get anything or do anything, but he managed this day some how…) and grabs a cup off the side walk where my mother's shit is… and pisses in it and tosses it in the yard… mind you, hes already covered in piss down his pants… there's no point to even doing this now… he came right in, sat in his chair, and refused to change clothes.
He shat himself all over. didn't tell anyone, sat naked witha sheet over him in the living room, and hid his clothes after smearing shit everywhere… he tells me to clean it up after he let it sit there for days (before he acted like his bathroom was cleaned up by my mother.. She found his clothes while going through shit to bring him to the hospital (he's in there again, proabbly another month or so… with maybe so rehab. last time they did a maggot therapy… well, his legs already have wild maggots growing on them now lol) and FINALLY we fund a pair of SHIT CAKED CLOTHES! that is covered by so many flies it looks like a dead fucking animal! WTF?
He's an alcoholic big time but is in denial about it. He refuses to elevate his legs because "they hurt too much" but won't pay 30$ to go get a pain script at a pain doctor, and just goes to the VA because it's free. He has done nothing up til recently (he FINALLY after bitching got the therapist out, but she's a cunt and doesn't know the half of the bullshit and thinks I'm just being… "mean"…I'm tired of it… I'm tired of HURTING MYSELF everytime he falls, then BEGS me not to call help, but does nothing to change shit and then falls more often when he's drunk a fuck… He doesn't give a fuck, but tries to pretend to… he wants the nurses here to flirt with and to have "company" not to get better… He never wants them to leave…
For the most part, scary thing is, he's relatively sane, just lazy as fuck. I think he has Alzheimer's though, or is just losing it a little, especially with the daily alcohol use… LMFAO, he'd be in DT's now, but he's actually taking the gabapentin, and likely getting pain meds at the hospital now, which he never gets from his reg doctor. He doesnt take his blood pressure, water pills (he should with the fluid build up that causes massive leaking and PUDDLES, LEGIT PUDDLES of clear fluid from his legs after standing just a few minutes…. or even when he sits… it stinks and gets on everything… it's sick) or anything normally, dont even know why he has the nurse come to "set up" his pills box… he never takes it… oh, that's right.. company… but now he's WDing off alcohol, watch, soon as he's out, first thing he'll do is have me go to the liquor store….
I'm in such a fucked position being here. I've come to despise part of him. He's over half reason I am fucked right now… Sometimes I just pray he dies. I've come to hate him bit by bit…. but part o me… IDK… I pity him too… he's that lonely…
IDK… I'm always fucked because I care too much about dumb people like the old nigger I take care of… I wish they'd just amputate already…
God damn me… my life sucks so badly. Yeah, and §m£ÂgØL I do wish I'd not have gave you that money now, but meh… shit happens. Story of my life. I got fucked accidentally by my friend who's not going to pay me for a fucking month… that's why I'm fucking so short…
interviews and shit… I just need to fucking get on disabilities. I've paid in everything I can… I legitimately didn't want to but how shit is going with the seizures, and livinng in chronic pain… Just a few months… I need to file… Once I move. It'll give me time to actually figure out another income source on the side, and spend the time my son needs at this age. Which probably will be to Texas with my old roomie while I get my shit together to go move somewhere with PoC.
Hey, PoC… Let's move to Washington… lmfao. let's go raise my son there… it'll be… great… lol
I hate my life right now though…
Druggies, wish me luck on my endeavor to manifest my drug money. Shits gettin' rough these days, yo.
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2017-07-06 at 5:34 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone I'm really depressed
I got my own shit too…
[health+financial problems]
kill me now.
I'm in such a fucked position being here.
I'm always fucked
God damn me… my life sucks so badly.
I just need to fucking get on disabilities.
livinng in chronic pain…
I hate my life right now though…
Shits gettin' rough these days, yo.
Every hydro post ever. Beautifully summarized.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-06 at 5:36 AM UTCI'm sorry you can't read, Captain Falcon. Do you have a dyslexic helper monkey read the forum for you? He seems to post a lot on your behalf too, ya know.
You have my deepest sympathies. Not being able to read is a fucked up thing to not know how to do... It wasn't you DIDN'T... you poor thing COULDN'T... too big of words and shit... I'm sorry... so many mentally handicapped people on here, I should be more sensitive and write shit on a level "special" people like you can understand. -
2017-07-06 at 5:37 AM UTCWhen I do go to China I'm going to take a picture of the great wall and we can see how it compares
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2017-07-06 at 5:38 AM UTCjk hydro dont kill me
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2017-07-06 at 5:39 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 5:54 AM UTCtimestamp to see how long it takes for mmq to noticeThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2017-07-06 at 5:56 AM UTCcrojus
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2017-07-06 at 6:03 AM UTC
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2017-07-06 at 6:36 AM UTCemail
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2017-07-06 at 6:58 AM UTCThis shit is seriously some next level finessin' ass shit brahs. I'm seriously going to play this song every time I drive to the post office from now on just so all those black girls that live along the drive know that the white guy in the dodge truck is real OG blood trap nigga :
