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2021-12-07 at 1:47 AM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionWtf is the new dorknet merkit fuys? I've been so out of the loop so long all I found was a page of crappy normie dorknet links and individual crap vendors. I'm trying to find RAW GINSING FROM DA APPALACHIA
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2021-12-07 at 1:05 AM UTC in Marinol and ketamine
Originally posted by hydromorphone I don't think there is anything to brag about, I just thought that being prescribed marinol and having a course of ketamine (I'm now completely weaned off actually) is definitely interesting. The ketamine is supposed to help with pain a long time after it's being discontinued and so far, so good. The marinol helps both with pain and anxiety without being "high" which I'm grateful for.being this is a forum to discuss drugs and their psychoactive activity in our wee little brains and how they act on our body, I thought it'd be a good time to discuss since it's not something I see or hear about commonly being prescribed- if that's bragging or thinking cool, well I guess this would be a pretty useless and empty forum if anyone posting their account of such would be accused of such. I was hoping someone would enlighten me more on the drabinol and any interesting anecdotes regarding it.
Before now I wasn't really prescribed much. I was just on gabapentin andy methadone I get from a methadone clinic. Now there's marinol but still … That's not a lot.
Sorry you're somehow butt hurt still. I feel really bad for you. I know you suffer from a lot and despite the initial urge to return the "kill yourself" comment with "you first", I honestly just hope you get the help you need. the last I recall mentioned you going to kill yourself soon. I guess that didn't happen, not that I'm surprised, and I'm glad it didn't. I truly wish you good luck and healing.
As for me being suicidal… Not going to say it doesn't cross my mind but I likely will just disappoint y'all, at least in the near future. We all can dream and hope though. Maybe I won't be such a huge disappointment to you all and myself down the road, one can hope.
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2021-12-06 at 1:51 PM UTC in 900 dumbasses fired over zoom call
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2021-12-06 at 3:58 AM UTC in no trans is discirmination now?The good thing is the authors of those articles will both die of AIDS
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2021-12-06 at 3:56 AM UTC in "Get that little 16 yr old ass on the fuking bed already..."Finny is a gay hack loser, wariat is thankfully original and unique
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2021-12-06 at 3:49 AM UTC in My grandfather in law was a Freemason AmAWhat's the difference between us?
We can start at le penis
Or both scream "I just don't give a fuck" and see who means it -
2021-12-06 at 3:47 AM UTC in 20 years old
Originally posted by Solstice If you can smoke 100 fentanyl pills in 3 days and live your supplier is ripping you off.
Most likely but fent is in and out of your system so quick. I had some of those blue morphine 30s that were pressed with fent and I'd sniff 2 or 3 and an hour later I'd feel completely sober and keep doing them. No legs whatsoever, the shady 80s are the same way -
2021-12-06 at 3:45 AM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionLet's get thru this shit thread without a bus ride pls thx?
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2021-12-06 at 3:43 AM UTC in "Get that little 16 yr old ass on the fuking bed already..."On zoklet your posts about polish football fans were seething with an equal amount of desperate sexual aggression
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2021-12-05 at 5:39 PM UTC in 20 years oldThis thread has da feelz
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2021-12-05 at 4:21 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionHad to post 5 times to purify this thread of the mark of the beast
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2021-12-05 at 4:18 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionBox and gabbies kinda count
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2021-12-05 at 4:17 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionI think I can get off drugs tho
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2021-12-05 at 4:17 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionI kinda already knew dat do
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2021-12-05 at 4:16 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionLast night for reasons that will remain nameless I realized I'm usually not very nice to women
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2021-12-05 at 4:16 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionWalk like a warrior
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2021-12-05 at 2:22 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus editionForrest Gump (although I've never watched it all the way through) is apparently about a Mongoloid folk hero who
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2021-12-05 at 12:46 PM UTC in The Retarded Thread: Get off that bus edition2 in the pink 1 in the brink of annihilation
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2021-12-04 at 11:03 PM UTC in Become a Serial Killer
Originally posted by DrugSmuggler Really Easy to Follow 7 Steps in Becoming a Serial Killer…..DUH 🙄
Step 1) Deliberately have no contact with any formal parents whether on the mom’s side or the father’s. As a child, hold pent up anger and blame the world for your misfortune. If you’re in a foster home, yell at your caretakers that they’re not your real parents.
Step 2) With all the time in the world, lay your curiosity on dead animals. Handle their corpses. If you can withstand the guts and gore, inspect the insides further by slicing through the belly of the creature and caring for it. It can be a squirrel, a rabbit, a possum, a cat, or a dog—it doesn’t matter. In the end, taking the head as a souvenir can be cathartic for your morbid fascination.
Step 3) Watch humans interacting daily. Watch from park benches, café seats, or bus stops. Imagine carving the skin of these people like a pumpkin on All Hallows’ Eve. Picture their blood drying on wallpaper, splotching on your clothes, their listless eyes turned up to show first snow.
Step 4) Create an alter-ego. Fantasize you are the most important person amongst a thousand of your body guards. You are the leader of forty legions of phantoms who shadow you around. You are worth something, no matter what anybody else says. You are one of a kind—and those others are nothing but a fleck of mote circling around your stratosphere.
Step 5) Remember: practice small and expand your horizon. By killing humans, you are doing them a favor. They’ve always wanted to die, you see. Their meaningless, drab life of waking up, going to work, returning home to rinse and repeat, straddling the night air like a tailcoat wanting to end, only to discover their cure for their ailments hides back in a clock on a Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday that comes along all too slowly. It’s the same as your never-ending torment that winds itself up and ticks toward its bottomless chasm.
Step 6) Select your victim. Follow her to her car. Appear lost; befuddled, pretend you are not of the area. Approach her slowly, smiling. Explain you need cash since your car is broken down at an intersection and is out of gas. You need a lift. Her hair maybe auburn, black, brunette, or blonde. Whatever the case, she steps back, hesitant. You notice her skin under the light, soft and supple. She denies your request. She runs, but before she can get any farther down the street yelling for help, you yank her hair and pull her back as she screams. You clamp a hand over her mouth. You muffle her, of course, to prevent drawing attention. Count the seconds. Slide the knife across the throat without puncturing and feel the pulse throb in her neck, oh how rapidly, begging to live. You pull her in; throw her in the vehicle, as you drive, the sharp instrument gleaming out in the open. She’ll cower and weep for her children, but do not be swayed. She’ll yammer on about her family history and how she must live, please don’t hurt her. Please don’t—I won’t tell anyone who you are. I swear, I swear to God. Assure her you’ll let her live if she complies. And she will—they always do.
Step 7) Make it quick. Hear how the heart beats so wildly. When you are finished, feel the life seep out of her slowly with glazed eyes. The face stiffening from rigor mortis, the stench of blood tickles your nostrils. Do you as you please with the body, because dead is dead. No one will find about your depraved acts until your next victim. You are God. Let them promise you. Let them swear. Eventually, detectives will come knocking and ask you questions. News reporters’ bulbs flash in your face as you are taken into the station. A movie is scripted in your name, inspired by you. In court hearing, a jury decides your fate. You plea insanity, but you know the truth: you can be sentenced for a lesser charge if you reveal the bodies of the rest of the corpses, which you should, even though some of them have passed through your stomach. You can lie about how many you’ve killed—stretch the truth—or never reveal where they were buried. But do not tell them about the phantoms or the voices or even I. You will become a legend.
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2021-12-04 at 9:52 PM UTC in TOTSE wasn’t actually all that interesting
