In my head I'm like, I need to get back on prozac the drug that brought me to zoklet and BI and made me love everyone a lot, and then I saw a Facebook memory where I literally posted 'I really love prozac I'm so glad it doesnt totally fuck with my head or anything."
So obviously I hated it which is why i stopped taking it but now i 2ish i was on it because i was super talkative and creative and had ideas. But it made me pee constantly and also then i couldnt get a boner. But I 5ook viagra and I could fick for hours. I made my gf cry at the time from how long and hard I fuckrd It was 3xhausting like I got tired . So whatever
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Didn't (((Freakonomics))) have a bit about how drug dealers earn less per hour than McDonald's workers, but people were attracted by the idea of becoming a kingpin some day.
So street hustling is basically CV building, like an internship for niggas.
Idk why becoming a drug kingpin is sexy. I mean really i just dont get it just start a darkweb market place schmelkes will roll in.
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Jackie and I went out last night to see one of our friends theatrical preformances, after that we went to an after party and there were these two dudes that are bad news, they were talking about how their going to find a girl to drug and use at this party. Towards the end of the party I was outside with jackie and they came out and were talking to us but were getting increasingly agressive and maniacal. I ent up telling them we're gonna head off, and one of them pulls a knife out saying I can leave but she's staying and I say "fuck that, come get some faggot" he comes at me with the knife and I wrestle him to the broke his finger or at least sprained it getting the knife out of his hand and he friend comes and kicks me in the face, luckily my friend carter heard the commotion and came out and we fought the two guys off, but I was in a daze and bleeding a lot and someone called the ambulance.
Ent up getting stiches in my right ear and in my right eyebrow And my collar bone is proken. They gave me two shots of morphine but then just scripted me 12 t'3's. So I'm eating those now and just chilling smoking a bowl.
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