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  1. Bradley victim of incest
    Folks this may have limited application if you're too stupid to follow simple directions.

    I receive 950$ a month in Social Security & get food stamps. if you don't you're probably able bodied, not disabled and should get a fucking job. I also get Medicare.

    Take everyone in your life and silently say good bye, make sure you don't tell them. I choose not to go heavily into debt/borrow before fleeing. I relinquished a couple thousand dollars worth of drugs, weapons, kayaks, fishing gear, and computers. This is the hardest step you have to take (or at least it was for me) If you didn't have SSI I would probably have taken out loans from my plugs and customers and then did the dash.

    Wait till the first or when you have about 200-300$, MAKE SURE YOU BRING DRUGS OR ALCOHOL, go to your nearest greyhound station remember you will need someone's photo ID to book the ride, but after the rides booked (even online) you won't need to display it. Now pull up a map of your country on your phone, if you don't have a map you'll have to just guess. Don't think too much into it, it's the rest of your life. lol. With the map pulled up, ask your intoxicated self 'Where have I always wanted to go?'

    In my case it needed to be 3 things-
    1- Warmer than Wisconsin
    2- Full of Non White women. I suppose I could've just said Non Whites, but I can't stress this enough I AM NOT A HOMOSEXUAL (anymore)

    So I figured hmm, I knew Florida was full of the Mexicans that weren't actually from Mexico (now I know they're called Hispanics/Cubans&Haitians but we'll get to that chapter later). Second and third picks were Texas and California. HOWEVER I know that a lot of FAGGOTS live in California and shits real expensive & Texas is arid. I like to do bonsai and fish , which utilize tropical trees and the ocean has a couple new kinds of fish I never seen.

    Now that you have narrowed it down to a rough geographical area, you need to scratch your balls and stare at the GREYHOUND USA map in the lobby. Hmm. I could sell drugs at the resorts around Orlando and probably find work at disney land or some shit I guess, I thought. So i tried to book a bus ticket to Orlando, however I was told that I would leave in 2 1/2 days now if you're like me, which you probably are since you read my nonsense, 2 1/2 days in a greyhound bus hub drinking is a lot of time to back out of risking everything at a new life.

    IDK how those immigrant niggas do it, but anyway, so I said nah 60 hours is too long (I'm drunkenly making these decisions at a ticket booth in the middle of the night in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on the first of the month) As an aside: The first of the month is the WORST time to travel via poor people methods btw, full of dirty poor people, but they are a good cover for you to get drunk around.

    So the guy says uhhh where are you needing to go and i told him I don't care just it needs to be florida, southern florida if possible, he said well florida isn't in south florida, I said I don't give a fuck.

    Make sure the bus leaves in the next 12 hours. You might back out of ruining your life, pussy.

    Miami Florida? I can schedule you to leave tomorrow at 11am. I said PERFECT! loud as fuck and the guy kinda looked at me like I was crazy.


    And this begins the drinking binge, there was like 14 stops and it took 53 hours. When I got allsaid and done, I had passed out on the bus twice, losing my phone one time and one of my bluetooth headphones (I was blacking out a lot) and had to be woken up by the bus driver at every stop. I did have sex with this old black lady on the way to Memphis (unprotected ofc) [she pronounced it meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemphis] and when I arrived in Miami, I was surely noted of my lack of plan. What I originally intended to do was to call the Homeless Resources and try to find short term temporary stay somewhere until I could work or commit a couple schemes and come up.

    However without the phone and half of my stuff (clothing, my other phone, etc) which was stolen in Atlanta Georgia while I was smoking a blunt outside by a Usain Bolt lookin ass mufucka, I really didn't know what to do. So I gathered up my remaining belongings and feeling hopeless, heartless, & jobless I realized more than anything that it was HOT AS FUCK 92 degrees F and I needed a drink badly. Realized during the bus ride that my life was falling apart, you don't move away from your home state and stop talking to everyone to get drunk on a bus and go as far as you can away unless your life is something you've given up on. But I had my knives so I knew I'd be aight. It's worth mentioning I get really bad withdrawls when I don't drink, sweat, high blood pressure, shakes, etc.

    I went to the nearest liquor store and purchased a liter of Skol Vodka (the cheapest they had) and one of those gallon jugs of cheap OJ, I poured out a quarter of the gallon and filled it up with vodka, I shook it a couple of times (not stirred, I'm like that successful english spy guy) and started slamming it as I walked back to the bus terminal. Everyone seemed really unfriendly, I realized I smelled absolutely putrid because I had just been sweating out alcohol and crying and laying in the same clothes and I was really fucking drunk, now folks, I don't really remember this time of my life except vague patches, that's how drunk I was. I wandered around, smoked the rest of my cigarettes and when I had about a quarter of a gallon worth of drank left i was sitting outside the terminal crying, thinking about how I was such a fuck up, one of those drunk crying jags when you're really wasted and feel bad for yourself and I realized I wanted some drugs!

    Thank god I have money.

    While walking around looking for the nearest black people (who are always aware of where the drugs be at) this old lady from the airport (the greyhound and airport are connected in Miami) came and asked me if I was OK, i said ya, she said are you sure and i said ya she said OK and told me to let her know if I need help with anything. I guess I looked lost folks. She was white, I Probably reminded her of her son maybe IDK. So while I was sitting there I saw this white couple throw 2 glass jugs of wine into the trash before going into the airport. I was like WHAT A COME UP and fished them bitches out instantly, the red was 1/3 drunk up and the white one was almost empty, from their appearance & their preference for the faggoty ass white wine only young bitches and successful white people like I knew they probably didn't have diseases (I didn't care let's be honest) so I took a big ass chug of the white wine and it tasted like sugar water. So I poured it into the 1/4gallon of OJ Mixer and began chugging the red wine. I vomited into a bush. (I normally don't drink wine cuz I"m a pretty bad alcoholic), and kept chugging the red wine. Mind you I'm literally infront of the waiting area for taxis infront of an airport vomiting into a bush while holding a glass jug of red wine standing next to a couple back packs & a gallon of mixed drank.

    There comes the lady again, she just stares at me through the window with this concerned look on her face.

    I throw the red wine in the trash and I walk inside and said "Miss can you please call someone, I'm having a mental health emergency, I'm not on my medications, I don't know where I am and I"m scared."

    I knew this would work kinda.

    She says "what's your name?" and smartly I said "I don't know."

    she said can you sit down, I said ya i'mma go outside, so I Went out and stood next to my stuff, and I tried to chug the rest of the mixed drank. I puked, this time I didn't give a fuck and just puked right on the sidewalk as people are walking by and wiped my mouth and went back to chuggin my drank.

    2 cops show up in a squad car. I was like oh fuck. They said "Hey, do you have any weapons on you?" i said ya tons

    they said where, I said I have two knives in my pocket and a fishing knife in my bag. They said no guns or needles or anything? I said no

    They asked me for the two knives and one of them patted me down, asked me what was going on, I was prepared and started crying, telling them my family made me get on a bus and I have no one in Miami and no one likes me and they made me leave after my girlfriend left me and I"m scared and I've been crying on the bus for two days and I don't know what to do.

    You gonna kill yourself? No.

    You have any mental health problems? Yeah tons, I don't have my medicaiton, they didn't put them with my stuff and I don't know what to do.

    "We're gonna take you somewhere to get help, okay? What's your name? Oh okay Brad, are you gonna puke in my car?"

    No.

    "Pour out that alcohol"

    I walked to the trash can and started chugging and the cops power walked to me and took it from me and poured it out, he said because this is a mental health call I"m going to take my body camera to record you while I take you to the crisis center.

    I then detoxed for 9 days on Ativan, got on my anti depressants, ate really good read a bunch of books, and got transfered to the nicest treatment center I've ever seen for a 60 day program. Now I'm going into my own place they helped me find, i've saved up 2400 and like 250 in food stamps, gained 20 pounds and they gave me a shit load of button ups and polos and slacks and 4 pairs of shoes, I made like 2 friends that i will know outside of here (a lot of people here like me but the feeling isn't mutual) i have an appointment to get my florida ID which doubles as a fishing license (for free), I'm enrolled to start college on the 22nd, will have my associates degree by December because of all my transfer credits, they might give me a free computer I think, and I will have appointments to see a psyciatrist to treat my pretend anxiety so I can get alprazolam & klonazapams and make some money, or black out and steal stuff, or go on hook up dates, or just walk around.

    my only regret is I didn't bring any of my weapons like the good ones with me nor did I oil them down before I left :/ Oh well, I"m gonna buy more soon so my ops don't find my lackin, but i don't have any enemies here, YET :) :) :)

    I get out of here next week thursday the 11th & start school on the 22nd and don't have to work while in school because school is free for the homeless.

    LIterally I rolled the dice and I couldn't be happier with how everything worked out. I haven't had a drink in 64 days or so.

    I wrote this two weeks ago.

    TL;DR just get on a public transportation and go as far as you can in any direction (must be 1000miles+) and then tell them you're having a mental health emergency & enjoy YOUR great new life.
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  2. Bradley victim of incest
    need help scummy scamming and coming up with some new ideas and step by step instructions, don't be a selfish intellectual and HORDE the good shit to yourself or I will cast the Curse of Jeff Hunter on you and no one will like you anymore
  3. Bradley victim of incest
    Hell yeah, like I told the other people getting rehabilitated "If you can't afford to kill yourself, I'll loan you a rope."
  4. Bradley victim of incest
    I'd rather not say.
  5. Bradley victim of incest
    but folks I do have a drinking problem, which I recognize, so long as I don't drink I will be able to work the system, work the community and sell work to your loved ones.

    I bust only big loads and I never EVER write a police statement.

    Please be more like me.

    & folks rememberer whoever criticizes me is a bitch.
  6. Bradley victim of incest
    Ya they were all losers that were greatly beneath me. You see, I never borrowed money or stole from my family and friends, I never begged for money, I never sucked dick for beer or money, I never had a desire to use hard drugs day in and day out, living destitute and unhappily. I strove and strived to never have expenses beyond my revenue and anytime I did drugs I sold enough of them to pay for my own habit. I"m hardly typical in the way of someone going to one of these rehabilitation programs and as such I have been blessed with the fact I don't have some sadass fentanyl craving, or missing teeth, or no one that loves me in the world, I'm still pretty physically intact (I have high blood pressure that is well controlled with one medication) & I have my mental capacity like I used to, which is really nice because as a drug user/chronic alcoholic that's rare to find. I consider myself BLESSED that the stints I did sober be it in prison or the 3 1/2 years I didn't drink have provided me with a repairing of my mind, but a realization that I can use drugs (cocaine, crystal meth, marijuana, & LSD) in moderation and that it won't greatly affect my long term cognitive faculties. Now I know you fags might say I am in bad health or not all there, and in terms of temperament or like physical prowess yea I could be better. But if 15 years of polydruga addiction & alcoholism has resulted in: Depression, High Blood Pressure. Oh fuckin well.

    I don't have hepatitis, I don't have anyone trying to kill me, I don't owe money to anyone, my credit score is 740, I have a bunch of money saved up, and I got a MacBook. FUCK EVERYONE THAT ISN'T SUCCESSFUL GANG GANG.

    Now I start college in 10 days and I'm gonna be successful cuz im gud at skul. and when I'm really successful I'm gonna let everyone know I was a degenerate piece of shit 211 drinking ANGRY alcoholic that felt like a dredge on everyone in his life and the community he occupied until I, not anyone else, changed my life, played the system, and became successful enough to drive around in a KIA with both cadillytic converters intact, got me a tiny Hispanic girlfriend I'm really nice to outside of sex, catch big fish all day in the ocean, own a boat, and then prolly have a kid (or 8 cuz Hispanic women do that really good) then I'mma sit down and die.

    Good luck I say to other Junkies. Until you can realize that you will either succeed at getting high or succeed at all other aspects of life, you will never make the distinction to pick the latter and will remain a customer.

    I will celebrate my 1 year of sobriety next June 1st with a nice cold Scale & a call to my plug so I can stop, drop & open up shop.

    N fuck everyone who doesn't have money.
  7. Bradley victim of incest
    Ya they were all losers that were greatly beneath me. You see, I never borrowed money or stole from my family and friends, I never begged for money, I never sucked dick for beer or money, I never had a desire to use hard drugs day in and day out, living destitute and unhappily. I strove and strived to never have expenses beyond my revenue and anytime I did drugs I sold enough of them to pay for my own habit. I"m hardly typical in the way of someone going to one of these rehabilitation programs and as such I have been blessed with the fact I don't have some sadass fentanyl craving, or missing teeth, or no one that loves me in the world, I'm still pretty physically intact (I have high blood pressure that is well controlled with one medication) & I have my mental capacity like I used to, which is really nice because as a drug user/chronic alcoholic that's rare to find. I consider myself BLESSED that the stints I did sober be it in prison or the 3 1/2 years I didn't drink have provided me with a repairing of my mind, but a realization that I can use drugs (cocaine, crystal meth, marijuana, & LSD) in moderation and that it won't greatly affect my long term cognitive faculties. Now I know you fags might say I am in bad health or not all there, and in terms of temperament or like physical prowess yea I could be better. But if 15 years of polydruga addiction & alcoholism has resulted in: Depression, High Blood Pressure. Oh fuckin well.

    I don't have hepatitis, I don't have anyone trying to kill me, I don't owe money to anyone, my credit score is 740, I have a bunch of money saved up, and I got a MacBook. FUCK EVERYONE THAT ISN'T SUCCESSFUL GANG GANG.

    Now I start college in 10 days and I'm gonna be successful cuz im gud at skul. and when I'm really successful I'm gonna let everyone know I was a degenerate piece of shit 211 drinking ANGRY alcoholic that felt like a dredge on everyone in his life and the community he occupied until I, not anyone else, changed my life, played the system, and became successful enough to drive around in a KIA with both cadillytic converters intact, got me a tiny Hispanic girlfriend I'm really nice to outside of sex, catch big fish all day in the ocean, own a boat, and then prolly have a kid (or 8 cuz Hispanic women do that really good) then I'mma sit down and die.

    Good luck I say to other Junkies. Until you can realize that you will either succeed at getting high or succeed at all other aspects of life, you will never make the distinction to pick the latter and will remain a customer.

    I will celebrate my 1 year of sobriety next June 1st with a nice cold Scale & a call to my plug so I can stop, drop & open up shop.

    N fuck everyone who doesn't have money.
  8. Bradley victim of incest
    Originally posted by Speedy Parker Douglas would have never been okay with Bradley's faggitory.

    Kr0z and I were friends. I have SEVERAL homo erotic photos of him that are UNRELEASED to the general public that he took SPECIFICALLY for me BradleyB during our time knowing each other. I knew Kr0z for a period of seven years and was the first person to show him Tinychat.


  9. Bradley victim of incest
    65$ for a fucking ant farm? Do you niggers think I am rich!
  10. Bradley victim of incest
    Tomorrow I have to give a speech.
  11. Bradley victim of incest
    I would go to the light house so I could get lit.
  12. Bradley victim of incest
    I have lived in both medieval england & an all black neighborhood. Both were very unique experiences.
  13. Bradley victim of incest


    Found out who did it.
  14. Bradley victim of incest
    Is there an angry black man in your head?
  15. Bradley victim of incest
    I am not ghost. I only have this account. All others are just similar in conduct and lifestyle.

    Ghost is a member of the LGBTQ community of NiS that I have personally vetted.
  16. Bradley victim of incest
    You got money?
  17. Bradley victim of incest
    I don't have to make up shit like this, I love my watch I get to wear now the citizen eco drive and i ordered a replacement band on the low that is plastic not canvas which will make it look a lot nicer

    My friend got one of his pairs of glasses and they'er worth 330$ and i'm kinda pissed that I dind't get them but not a hater so i support his come ups
  18. Bradley victim of incest
    Hey everyone hope you guys are having a good wednesday.
  19. Bradley victim of incest
    Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson No but it's been on my bucket list for a long time. They run them out of Galveston and they always advertise them for cheap…6 day cruise around the gulf for $400…stuff like that.

    Of course they nickel and dime you and by the time you're done that $400 is more like $1000…a friend of mine has been on a few and said they charge like $30 a DAY for internet access.

    I'd like to do one of them Alaskan cruises.

    I'll go with u if you want and we can pick up mother and daughters and just have a cool gangbang, but you have to pretend to be my dad.
  20. Bradley victim of incest
    Originally posted by fuckerofmothersandsuckeroffathers you live in Miami?

    Yes
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