Life has changed for me completely. I sacrificed myself, was accepted, and enhanced, and returned. Now I'm caught playing an instrumental role in the struggle of our time. Even now that I am greater in wisdom, without you sounds are still, colors monochromatic, and the substance of life is without meaning. I wish we could face it all together, Karen. I don't know if I'm strong enough to do it alone. I cling to the hope that we will be reunited, if not in this life then perhaps after its conclusion. Stay beautiful, foxy lady. Don't sell out, no matter what the suits tell you.
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Originally posted by HTS
Keeping a diary seems a bit narcissistic. Like what about my life is so important that it's worth writing down? Nothing. It's also a massive vulnerability turning memories and thoughts that people otherwise wouldn't have access to into a little book.
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no, its actually quite, very altruistic.
for example, from albert jedisteins dairy we can now know what a card carrying racist that he was and where he should have been in history ...
the chambers. and not of commerce or science.
but of gasses.
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Originally posted by NARCassist
Y'all assuming i'm doing illegal shit when i ain't lol. the closest i'm coming to doing illegal shit is making bash(cutting agent for smack) which i sell to drug dealers for £400 a kilo. other than that i'm just selling shit on ebay. stuff that's laying around or bargains i find in thrift stores.
i'm definitely thinking about expanding the bash tho and selling it on the DNMs.
Originally posted by joerell
Whether the penis is there or not if the individual identifies himself as a transgender HE will NEVER be a genetic FEMALE. You really have to question the samity of a straight MAN ( if HE claims to be straight ) if there's an attraction.
The "genetics is what determines gender" argument fails the moment you realize gender was a well used concept loooong before human societies had any notion genetics whatsoever.
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So hypothetically, a person could get an oz of coke and several grams of heroin, bag it all up in small bags, place it all in a little travel bag, along with a scale, and a stolen gun.
A person could take a picture of their friend and plqce it on a fake id, and have the name on the fake id match a prepaid debit card that was taken taken out using stole PI. This could also be placed in the travel bag along with some stolen mail.
This travel bag would be placed in the friends vehicle secretly the night before the friend drivesto work. Stolen license plates would be place on the friends vehicle.
Then, as the friend leaves for work, call the police and report his vehicle as cutting threw lanes and flashing a gun. Using multiple burner phones will have the police on him/her fast.
Imagine the charges and the look on his face.
Distribution of Cocaine Distribution of Heroin Possession of a stolen gun Identity Theft Possession of a forged instrument Mail Theft Possession of stole. plates
lol
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A long long time ago in a place far away there used to be a science museum. The world was different back then and things were more colorful, this place in particular. The halls were painted bright colors with endless curiosities about how these things fit in with the way we knew the universe to work. There was a foggy playground with a cool breeze in the back with multicolored monkey bars and things like that. The playground was a good place to explore the very beginnings of beautiful things before you were aware enough to know of their impending rot. The playground kids shooting dope and finding Christ. Their curiosities piqued by the location led to their mental decline to the point that a savior was necessary to save them from the shit they put themselves through. That place will never exist as a happy place in real life again. Just a naive fantasy in the minds of the kids who grew up there.
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I made 25k profit in less than 2 months of serious grind but I'd rather drive for Uber at this point. I've seen up close how quickly one overlooked detail or slip up can cost you everything. Most of the time at least you're still a live, but depending on who you're dealing with, even that's not guaranteed. I don't want to have to be looking over my shoulder my entire life, walking around with 3 prepaid phones and having to run all my traffic through VPNs. Trying to remember which fake name I am today, which wallet to carry around. It's.....it's just not fun anymore. I have ex-friends that you can tell immediately- it's a novelty for them. They walk around with guns for no reason, stay in luxury hotels every night low wads of cash, relish being able to exert what little bit of power they have making their little stable of junkies cower to them. In his mind he's Pablo Escobar writ small. And In a year if he's not in jail for killing someone driving around loaded, of domestic violence, or sales, he'll be homeless or dead.
I know how resourceful I am, but running dope and counterfeit shit doesn't quite wow anyone on a resume. At this point I'd just as soon finish a Bachelors in biz admin or some shit. Anything.
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