The last few weeks that I've been unemployed, ive began meeting up with this neighbor lady that gives me shrooms as long she can ride my dick. she is pretty but kind of fat and works for the federal government. I stood her up the other day because I'd already been having to much sex. I ask her for some of the shrooms and she tells me she's going to charge me because I'm an asshole and I made her cry. I agree to it and serves me a coupe of micro brews with the shrooms and makes me lunch.
I start tripping so hard that I almost lose it. I went into the bathroom and cried for a little bit witch seemed like it was forever and I dry heaved, I came out and apologized to her for feeling so fucked up and she told me its not fault and I can take all the time I need when I'm with her. I hated feeling like a baby, but at that moment I realized I'm nothing more than a baby and I will never be anything but a baby until I leave this world full of greed and hate and ugliness. I thought about leaving her place and going to kill myself, but I didn't do that obviously.
She told me that she didn't want to suck my dick because of the way other guys have treated her, and thats why she uses a condom, we didn't have sex but we laid naked together for awhile. The maintence man came in and made a joke a and a made a ween reference .
She gave me some shroom capsules and a little bit of h to sell.
She only lives a few blocks away from me,, I stopped by the corner store to get a brew and I popped it open when i was walking outside and this guy was driving a black ford impala and and he circles around all awkardly while im holding a 20 ounce (i rarely walk around like a nigger but the one chance i do...)
I try to walk normal with an open brew and i'm holing a bottle full of mushrooms ativan and vicodne and he pulls of next me and ask me to talk to him and I tell him, and tell him I dont know who you are , he gets out of his car and starts chasing me, I walk to let him catchup to me and then i FLICkck him on and keep running al the way back home
shits crazy, so I'm pretty much still tripping bals hanging with my cat before work tomorrow,.. i
i kind of felt bad for being that way , but whatelse are you going to do?
I agree I listen to terrible music , but I also listen to good music. I am a musician and I can appreciate things on a different level than most. Just ask dissociator, lanny, sploo. We have similar taste.
Go on and listen to some imagine dragons. Not everything has to fit into your tiny little box, kurt cobain would spit in your face for your lack of knowledge of indie rock. It takes talent (something you don't have) to make something sound so dissajointed yet so catchy.
What I like about music is "listening" to it, which is something most people don't do.
The video made me vaguely nauseous, not so much because I give a shit about whether the dude should be able to shoot video of his kids or whatever but just the artificiality of the situation. I guess lying to your kids about santa to make them happy is cool but just that this is something worth recording, like your kids sitting on mall santa's lap is something worth recording or buying a photo of. Like yeah, I guess it's the kids' happiness you want to remember or something but the notion of the kids cringing at that shit, or some parent pulling it out and reminiscing over their greedily hoarded collection of mementos of the childrearing experience. Jesus, it's disgusting on some level I don't really understand. Maybe it's the commoditization of cherished memories in a crude if durable form, the idea that a memory lost without photo/videographic preservation is worth saving in the first place, the detachment of emotional significance from remembrance. It seems dark and terrifying.
Yeah I get what you're saying and that's what makes many parents act hostile and abusive. (I think, I saw it in my family) The guy wanted something so simple but someone thought they could trample it so easily. It was his kids, and they are in a public area. I like the tradition of santa clause and I think that santa clause should be an act separated from major corporations, santa clause, is an archetype of a grandfather that has never ending love for kids. (Not in a creepy way)
My daughter and I saw santa clause together one year and the tradition made me happy, she was so sweet to him and unafraid. It was very cute, the other girl that was with my baby mammer and I had an older son that was completely scared (his mom kept saying he's not real, extremely jaded trying to spoil other peoples fun) You can't let a 3 year old girl have a little fun and be sweet? Luckily my daughter ignored everything and went and saw santa.
This is almost certainly a major factor with these shooters. That shit (Geodon, in my case) makes you feel NOTHING.
And i ran out one week because i couldn't afford it at the time, and HOLY FUCK, i didn't recognize my own family members, there were shadow people everywhere, i thought the cats were demons, and EVERYTHING was alive, and all of it was going to kill me.
Had to have myself committed just to get off of it.
I'm a mud and I can't be deported, I was born here and so was my family. I will fight to stay here. I will not be sent back to the UK
I don't know what I like. This planet has so many things apparently, what should I do. What should I do before I die and I can never return back to this planet ever again?
You're a very boring person if you have to ask this. Today Is my day off and I'm going to get drunk, and smoke a Cohiba cigar and say things to my cat like "nnnyaaa see" like a gangster from the 40's
what you think doesn't my point any less valid about anti-depressants^ you're the retard that has to beg your mom for mom for cough syrup meds cause you aren't creative enough / lazy to get your own drugs. If you're going to be a loser, why not at least try being good at it?
^you would know a thing or two about taking atnipsychotics you faggot,
the only good rx drugs are vicodin, gabapentin, adderall and even those kind of suck compared to real drugs.
you kids these days. I feel bad for guys like roshambo and sploo, "heeeerp duuurp jeeeert! i stuck bundy and welbutrin and seroquel that my parents obama care bought me and I stuck it up my asshole, and i still didn't go to school / college!"
I started seeing this girl recently and when she told me she was on risperdol and that she's not "crazy" I felt thoroughly disgusted, I felt disgusted because she has talent way more than most girls and she has a real heart but she dumbs herself down with poison like that, poison that's not even fun.
^shrooms and alcohol are way better for you, they are kind of "quintessential" to helping heal you, not that I completely understand what that word means .
