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  1. CandyRein Black Hole
    Originally posted by Incognito2u Morning Starr, nice pic peace out :)





    Morning Incognito, Thank you !!
    😋 peace💞
  2. Incognito2u African Astronaut
    Originally posted by CandyRein Morning Incognito, Thank you !!
    😋 peace💞

    Right on lol
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  3. POLECAT POLECAT is a motherfucking ferret [my presentably immunised ammonification]
    a little distraught at the moment,, I bumped some spot on my lap top and all the porn I ever watched came up,, it was pages and pages
  4. Incognito2u African Astronaut
    Originally posted by POLECAT a little distraught at the moment,, I bumped some spot on my lap top and all the porn I ever watched came up,, it was pages and pages

    Just clear your history in the browser settings assuming you want to get rid of it
  5. Technologist victim of incest
    Well time to get off here. Spamorama incoming🙄
  6. CandyRein Black Hole
    Extremely Grateful ❤️
  7. Technologist victim of incest
    Very happy to be above ground😁
  8. Technologist victim of incest
    Excited that when I get off work, the hubby is makin me dinner, yum. He’s a good cook!
  9. jedi_darryl African Astronaut
  10. jedi_darryl African Astronaut
    I should’ve gotten Taylor’s number at the bar tonight. Fuck- fuck fuuuuckk- I’m so friggen gay! She was so hottt with a capital T! Wtf is wrong with me??? 😔


    Ugh I have no game, no creative transitions, nothing. I fucking suck at being social...like what do I say without being criticized for what I’m saying or asking? These is the things I think about which is why most of the time I say nothing. Like how would I look by telling her I wanted to fuck her right on top of the bar table this instant? That’s a poor approach to any woman and I don’t care what anyone says. But damn she so hott. I just didn’t know what to say...


    Ugh. The “Single to mingle” life.
  11. Rizzo in a box African Astronaut [the rapidly lightproof ovariectomy]
    Originally posted by CASPER High. Staying up so I can get some stuff done as soon as places open tomorrow, then try to get in a few hours before work.


    Just grateful. It's kind of unreal how "not myself" I've been for 15 years or more. And all of a sudden, it's just like a fog lifted and all at once I remembered who I was. I'm an amazing friend. I care about people. I'm good at a ton of different stuff. I'm generally articulate and well reasoned, and I didn't actually break my brain (maybe just a few IQ points).

    Even when I was clean before, it was always a white-knuckle, skin-of-your-teeth kind of sobriety. As long as I could keep myself distracted, I was okay. It made me physically anxious to imagine a future in which I didn't have drugs to help me deal with shit. But today, I know that I'll never do heroin again. It wouldn't mean any particular thing if i did, and it'd just mean having to refocus and find something to work towards, but it wouldn't mean I had lost anything. In addiction and sobriety, there's this constant vigilance that any one thing could set you off, and that failure means you lose all the progress you made, and start over again. But failure for me was growth. With that toxic sunk cost fallacy mindset, I was able to drag out 13 years of bullshit that I should've grown out of a decade ago. It doesn't mean we forget them, but when we constantly flagellate ourselves for our mistakes, you miss out on that transformative energy. When you can't see anything outside, and the situation you're in is already bad without hope for it getting better anytime soon- you feel like what you do doesn't matter. When you're in it, it's easy to rationalize continuing to make poor choices. Like if I'm in a cell by myself and no one will answer, I might as well shit on the floor. And since I already shit on the floor, might as well do it next time. I'll just have to deal with the shit later. Going back to doing heroin would be like having the door opened, and walking outside into an open field and then choosing to walk back inside and pulling the door shut behind me. /solid, not-high analogy

    Anyway. I'm high and I'm suddenly very self aware that I sound like one of those faggotty motivational speakers.

    I feel gud. I eated cottage cheese and then some peanut butter chocolate mini wheats and then some habanero onion sweet pickles. My tummy hurt.

    i kinda feel like that except i was a worse person before i started doing drugs
  12. CandyRein Black Hole
    Energetic af ❤️
  13. tee hee hee Naturally Camouflaged [slangily complete this slumberer]
    Headachy.

    This old gal needs more coffeeeeeeee!!
  14. Slim and sedate...not like the one above me who is engorged and enraged.
  15. Bologna Nacho African Astronaut
    You might be drinking decaf
    It gives me a headache
  16. CASPER Soldier of Fourchin
    Up at the crack of dawn lifting weights in the living room. Down 12 lbs. filled out my FAFSA and got Pell grant for 6k.

    Kid I went to school with died yesterday. Cancer that he'd apparently had for a while. Got diagnosed and in 3 weeks the tumor had grown enough to shut down vital functions. Never saw dude without a smile. Never said a bad word to anyone.

    In a not emo way, I always kind of marvel that I'm still here. I mean all these people way more kind and spontaneous and full of life's than I've ever been. You can do everything right and still get taken out,

    While I was typing this, my mom came in crying. Guess my step-grandpa died. He was a stand up dude too. Haven't seen him since I was.....11, 12? I think a lot about then stand all the solid people who've passed through my life. I don't feel like crying. He was old. But I'm sad that a stroke made his last years as painful and u dignified as they were. I'm sorry that my grandma was kind of crazy, and made life shitty for him. He used to take me golfing in Clearlake with a bunch of older dudes called The Bandits who'd drink beer and pee in front of the lady golfers and cause a fuss. Let me drive the golf cart (guess that makes him the first person to teach me to drive), and throw corn to the deer, and then stand still while they came forward to eat. When my actual grandpa died, he stepped in and picked up the slack.

    All those little passing moments catch, like a little wisp of cotton fluff on a hanging splinter.

    Good fucking dude. I hope people remember me like that.
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  17. CandyRein Black Hole
    So different, so different ❤️😋



    😇

  18. CASPER Soldier of Fourchin
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  19. Nil African Astronaut [the overexcited four-footed chanar]
    a little zonked out.
  20. CandyRein Black Hole



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