mathews tomb stone is going to say "i only fuck niggers"
he's a very polite man, a very good gont, a man that has his principles and knows who is going to be in their place
in heaven everything is fine, you got your good things and I got mine.
Make america fuck niggers again, its a team effort gonts.
we dont have time for petty fags, we be pushin reeel weight, thats why I'm helping sponsor the push boys, we do it all day err day fam, this how we do it.
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I've never met my real dad, my mom got married when I was 4 and my stepdad raised me as his own, in fact I actually thought he was my real dad until I was 10. Even after I was told he was not my real dad I still called him dad and nothing changed in our relationship. He was a good man but passed away in 09 from a heart attack. RIPπ
Men like that are the true definition of a good man. The world needs more good fathers, blood or not....
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Took 20mg that knocked me out. I woke up feeling a little spasticated and very irritable. If anything, this only accentuated my anger and left me feeling more pissed off than before I went to sleep.
Anyone else had similar experiences with this? Not touching again, reading about the side effects is enough.
There was an increase in energy in the morning like when I've taken Tramadol though.
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Kind of. I only had that for a few hours while talking to my dad during my manic episode, and I don't remember it super well because I had like 2 hours of sleep, but before and after that conversation when I was alone was the most emotional I've ever been in my life. I thought God was talking to me and basically that he was cracking through heaven and into my head in order to communicate with me. My physical perception kind of "shifted" like it was at a bit of a different angle and everything had a yellow tint.
He told me I was a prophet and that I had to go write a new book of the bible and confess all my sins to people, and when I didn't want to do that then he said I needed to blind myself by looking into the sun for him to give me more proof that he was actually talking to me and I wasn't just going crazy. Then I finally decided I didn't want to do what he said and I was being tormented by satan as punishment afterwards.
Otherwise I remember wanting to spend a bunch of money and being really hyperactive, but I wasn't manic for all that long.
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Originally posted by 1993
*Really long long long long long long time horny thread*
Reads like a DP poast.
I approove!
Yeah, my brain totally still processes the world like that, don't worry.. I guess there was less and less incentive for me to dump the inner machinations of my mind into a bunch of threads as time went on. Did other things instead.
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Originally posted by Solstice
Not scared but disgusted, yes. If I see a commercial of someone drinking milk I tend to look away. If I'm at a table with someone who is drinking it I have to consciously make an effort to try to ignore it and not look in their direction. I'll eat stuff like ice cream knowing it's mostly milk but if it's actual milk then forget it.
Don't really know how it happened, my mom says when I was about 5 I told her one day out of the blue that I couldn't eat cereal with milk anymore because I was allergic (I'm not) even though I had been eating/drinking it up to that point.
It's so psychological that I won't eat Milk Duds or other malted milk balls simply due to the name. I once bought a six pack of beer that was a "Milk Stout" by accident (was pasteurized with lactose) and I gave it all to a friend because I wouldn't even try it.
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Originally posted by aldra
Juiceb0x offered to give me his facebook login a long time ago so that I could continue to research sources after mine got banned.
I should've taken him up on it so that I could log in now and digitally haunt his friends and family
Originally posted by ORACLE
Being John Milkovich
This is the first time ever in my internet life that I thanked two posts at the same time. Both my thumbs simultaneous click. On my phone of course.
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1998 a buddy and I were blazing up I-25 in New Mexico trying to make it to Denver from ABQ before sunset in his beat up ass '85 Cherokee.
Somewhere a little north of Santa Fe, about 4:30 we passed a little ride-in with 4 gas pumps, a Pizza Hut and what seemed like a mile of abandoned tractor trailers in the back that raised questions nobody wanted to investigate.
We pulled in to buy drinks and top up before gunning for Denver as hard as we could without stopping. As we rolled around to park beside the building. My buddy gets out to go inside and pay for stuff, I decide to take the opportunity to stretch my legs. I wandered towards the back and heard voices. A Firebird, driver side door open, was parked angled away from me. A woman and a man.
I peered around the corner. I didn't want to get involved, it just sounded like a domestic and it was none of my business. The voices got louder and more frantic, so I looked again.
I heard the distinctive sound of flesh on flesh, followed by a short silence. Then a low and distant whining ensued. The passenger door opened, and I got back and started to walk away. Lover's quarrel. I wanted no part, I didn't want to risk being seen. I went inside the building to see what my friend was up to, apparently he had gone to use the bathroom. I decided to take care of the drink picked out some juices, cokes, water bottles etc. My friend comes out, finishes paying up and we both get back to the car. As we pull around, he doesn't even notice, but I do: across the back seat, I saw the guys head, and the top of her head. As we drove past, I heard muffled screams, barely audible. We drove away. I didn't say anything. I had to get to Denver.
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Originally posted by Fuck Your World
Imagine a threesom with Dara O'Brian, The Security Guard that Family Guy was said to be of and Jeff Hunter from TOTSE
ohhhh they look like triplets
Imagine a threesome with Oprah, Lou Gehrig, and Steve Erwin's corpse with the stingray's stinger still lodged in him.
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