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Serj Oxazepam: Alcohol is a vicious poison designed to pacify and neutralize the proletariet working class. Deny us access to gabaergics and deny us health insurance, you rotten filthy little animals. Fuck you. Prohibition is like putting out a grease fir...
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Lost and Found: oh dry up would ya
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Claire: sell a few of those tickets bra
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Serj Oxazepam: It's people like you that give dobermans bad names. All of that kangaroo dung has seeped into your brains, making you too giddy to function, which I admire in a person. Let me sleep with both of you, I have the antidote. I'm the DOCTOR.
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Lost and Found: there is only doctor, only ever was one, only ever has been, only ever will be. The Great Doctor can not be replaced.
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Serj Oxazepam: When the fuck are you two pulling an Eddie Murphy and "coming to america?" We have fine cocaine here and women. Everyones fat and lazy and preoccupied with "buying shit they don't need." We could get away with murder, as the saying goes. Of course we'd never do those things. We're innocent. We can do anything. Do you two shoot?
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Lost and Found: dont confuse fluent with influent, in which case you may feel that you are being influential. Rather, you are merely displaying a case of insolence to what is real. Pull your head out of your ass and open your eyes
The world really isnt that bad of a place......
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Lost and found: shoot hoops?
shoot dope?
shoot the shit?
shoot guns?
shoot politicians?
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Serj Oxazepam: Well you're just a natural fool. Guns of course guns. Not people, just open air. Good call on the references I've been reading him all night and watching interviews and reading unpublished stories of his. His prose is contageous, i'd better get back to "sometimes a great notion." Clear my head and let me write better. I need an IBM selectric typewriter in good condition, if anyone has one send word I've got money

yo!... tryin to get connected. i love the site. lookin to make some good friends and share ideas.

...sick and tired of being broke as a joke. there has to be something i can do, some kind of come up in my life. iim sick of the people around me and the authoritys hasselin me. there has to be something better in life then this. whats my come up....whats my calling.

by nofx

Fun things to fuck. fun things to fuck. fun things to fuck. fun things to fuck.
fuck the front door, fuck the back.
fuck the good girls with the knack.
fuck the government until they fuck you back.
fuck a muslim, fuck a jew.
fuck fans of blink 182.
that's illegal if you were born in '83. yeah, yeah, yeah.
fuck a bean cheese burrito. fuck a bowl of cookie dough.
fuck the space between the big and neighbor toe.
fuck a cop, fuck a marine.
fuck a jar of vaseline.
fuck a calzone with pepperoni
. fuck a midget, fuck a dwarf.
fuck chris cringle with an elf
. but before you fuck it all... go fuck yourself!

I have been dealing with this dude I met about a month ago. I would give him visa giftcards for crack-cocaine, and get about 50% of their worth in cash. I realized that I could steal the giftcards and he wouldn't know the difference, so I did. And I built up about 1800 in debt to him, and then continued giving him fake or cards with no money on them. I kept fucking this guy over and over, I knew it was going to catch up. Today I gave him about 3 fake cards. Tonight around 3 he texts me and asks if I can give him a ride, he says he will give me a g. Was sorta suspect, but I agree. I get over there, call him and say im pulling up and he answers "yeah" and then hangs up. Seems even more suspect.

I pull up to the apartment complex where we had met multiple times in the last few days, and he walks out. He gets in the car, I had food I was going to eat, so I ask him if hes hungry. He goes Yeah, hungry for some ass. Pulls out a 9mm on his lap, says "Give me my money." I try to play dumb, he then points the gun at my face. "You've been fucking me, give me my money. I will blow your fucking brains out right here." We go back and forth, me trying to play dumb and cover my ass and finally I convince him to put down the gun, and I get him 500 cash.

That was the story in a nutshell, but wow - that was the scariest moment of my life. Im a 20 year old dude, and could not stop crying for about an hour after that happened, it was awful.

The temptation is there, and the product is there.

What else am I going to do sitting by myself in an empty house surfing the web?

Well, I need to study for an exam thursday so I can get my truckers-license. That's a pretty big deal, especially failing twice before this time must be the last one.

So sobriety needs to be king, but the temptation is distracting me from what's important.

That is why I'm writing this now, to remind myself to be excellent to myself and focus on what ís important: giving myself the chance to change jobs.

The drugs will still be here, but I'll be a lot happier with a truckers-licence that's for sure.

just had an awesome rolling experience, cant wait for a next one, need more ideas for things to do

In my world, good days are when I feel like a normal person again who has an independent, fulfilling, motivating life, as I did for a long time until I was forced to move back into my parents' home after an ex beat himself up, and me, and told the cops I beat him up, so we both went to jail. I was in jail for 3 days, but it was when I was supposed to have moved from the apt I shared with my ex, and my parents moved all my stuff out and back into their house, and that was like the end of it for my freedom. I was, what, 30 at the time? And trust me, i tried like hell to get back out on my own but it didn't happen, then last year I went to real jail and then to the mental-health rehabs and that set me back, oh, over a decade.

But I've already talked about all that...

I had a pretty good day yesterday (still up) because I hung out with a guy friend I've known years who, yes, uses, but has a pretty normal life. We just goofed off all day. I had to be back home before my midnight curfew... even when I was in high school I never had a curfew... my mother thinks things like sex and drugs only happen at night.

So i felt like the "pre-2010" me for a day and it was great. I just wish I could be me all the time. I can't. I have to monitor what I do and say and post and write... at least when people know me. I have to pretend to be in recovery when I am using (and I haven't fucked up my life while using.... this time.... so people still think I've been in recovery this whole time.) I have to pretend to not miss my life when I had lovers or boyfriends or when I was dancing or modeling or rolling every other weekend and going to clubs and raves.

Well the truth is I totally miss the way my life was before it did get out of hand, and that was not actually due to drugs, it was cuz of a car accident and my own SOBER decisions. I miss being an ADULT. With a car, a place, a significant other living with me, a job of my choosing, privacy, the stuff a lot of people take for granted.

It's going to be VERY VERY hard for me to get that kind of life back.

Right now, i am praying for my SSI disability $ to start coming in, for my back injury. It's tied up in some accounting shit and I have no income except a few little things right now.

BAD days are when I am stuck at home with my mother nagging at me saying I am middle-aged and have no job prospects and no marriage prospects, tho I have a double major from a great university and i supported myself just fine for a long time. She seems to forget the past decade. BAD days are when my back injury kicks up and I don't have the former meds I used to have (and used to over-use and MISUSE but they WORKED dammit). BAD days are when I feel lonely as hell, as I've never had to feel before, and have no one to talk to about shit.

BAD days are waking up feeling: fat, ugly, old, unloved, anxious, and like a loser.

GOOD days are when I feel NORMAL. And I guess that's 3 or 4 times a month.

How tall are you barefoot? 5"8" I shrunk. I was recently measured and I had always been 5'9".....not anymore.
Have you ever smoked heroin? no
Do you own a gun? nope
Rehab? nope
Do you get nervous before making phone calls? Depends on what kind of call it is.
What do you think of your friends?They're cool.
What's your favorite Christmas song? Silent Night
What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee and water.
Do you do push-ups? No.
Have you ever done ecstasy? Yeah.
Are you vegetarian? Nope.
Do you like painkillers? Yeah, for pain.
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? Don't have one......though I could use one if you want to share
What time did you wake up today? 9 or something.
Current worry? money
Current hate? I don't hate much.....maybe politics.
Do you own slippers?Not right now.
Do you burn or tan? usually burn
What songs do you sing in the shower? depends on the mood
How many TVs do you have in your house? 3
Do you wish on stars? hmmmm not recently
What song do/did you want played at your wedding?
What song do you want played at your funeral? This swedish song called ostra something by Kronos Quartet if I have a funueral. I may not.
Do you love someone? Sure. I love a few people.

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? yeah, once.
2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters? can't remember the last time I was on a roller coaster. That's sad.
3. When's the last time you've been sledding? Not sure.
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? Depends. I like alone......mostly.
5. Do you believe in ghosts? Yep
6. Do you consider yourself creative? I wish I was.
7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife? Psh, yeah.
8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie? For what? Looks? Acting ability? General liking of? Jolie can't act but she's hot. Aniston is the better actress.
9. Do you stay friends with your ex's? One.
10. Do you know how to play poker? Nope.
11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight? yes.
12. What's your favorite commercial? Don't like commercials.
13. What are you allergic to? Not really much that I can think of.
14. If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around do you run red lights? no, i am pretty law abiding
15. Have you ever had a Choco Taco? Yes
16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees? n/a
17. Have you ever been Ice Skating? Yes.
18. How often do you remember your dreams? 1/4 of the time.
19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? Oh, I don't know, a few days ago?
20. Can you name 5 songs by The Beatles? Yep.
21. What's the one thing on your mind now? Love at first sight.
22. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yeah, I do.
23. Do you put salt on a turkey dinner?No. I rarely put salt on my food.
24. Do you always wear your seat belt? Yes.
25. What cell service do you use? You can guess.
26. Do you like sushi? Yes
27. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident? yeah
28. What do you wear to bed? pajama pants and tshirt
29. Been caught stealing? Once, when I was a bad kid.
30. Do you pee in the pool? Do I? No. Have I? Yes.
31. Do you truly hate anyone? No- dislike, yeah- hate, no.
32. Bluegrass or Rap? Bluegrass
33. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be? ONE? Maybe......Kristen Stewart or Alexander Skarsgard
34. Skim, 1%, 2%, or whole? any milk
35. What food do you find disgusting? Hmmmmm I love food but maybe chicken livers as it is one thing I'm very leery of trying.
36. Windows or Macintosh? both.
37. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours"
Yes.
38. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back? i've tried to be god about this- I don't like that kind of thing but I'd be lying if I said I haven't.
39. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew? absolutely have.
40. Have you ever sung in-front of the mirror? sure have. I sing a lot and when I get ready for work I sing........

A lot of positive things have been happening in my life these last few months. These positive experiences and happenings are tainted with other's pain. I'm tired of the sad news and I'm tired of worrying.

Fucking hell I hate not knowing. All the thoughts that immediately go through my head that might be happening are sick and twisted. I hate it because that part of this world is sick and twisted. I hate that those I care about keep popping their heads into that horror to say 'hi'.

They either get sucked into its sickness for indeterminate amounts of time suffering or they die.

I gotta go easy. Its probably not as bad as I think. I'm certain that there is very little good to be found, though.

Please be well

I am, for the most part, a positive person by nature. I've never really seen the glass as half empty or half full, but wondered what I could do to fill it to the top. I've always looked for positive things in bad situations. I've always put on a happy face, even when I was hurting. And now all of that positivity is slipping away from me... and I honestly don't know what it is.

I suppose it could be a few different things. I'm having at least one problem in each area of my life. Literally. Family life, relationships, career, finances, school, my health, problems I have with myself, the military, other shit from my past, you name it. Alone, none of this seems insurmountable. But added together, I don't know... maybe the combination of it all has me stressed to the max, and now it's hard to stay positive about anything. Because lately I feel like I've just be going through the motions, faking emotions (I don't like people asking me if I'm okay or what's wrong, because I don't think it's sincere for one and for two, I don't want to be burdening the people I know and love with my problems). Life feels empty. Meaningless. Like what's the point since we're all going to die anyways, it's not like any of it matters. But still, I'd LIKE to make the most of it while I'm here. Life just makes it nearly fucking impossible sometimes. My motto: If you don't like something, either change it, or adapt. But with some of this shit, that's not even possible.

To begin with, my family. No where to even start with this, there's so many damn problems. EVERYONE has their issues - my mom, dad, brother, myself - and they all chash with everyone else's. I tried typing all out, but it was too long. I might do a follow up blog soon. I've tried to fix things soo many times... but it's such a toxic environment. it makes me feel smothered. I NEED to get out of here and just move out, but that's not possible for me right now because of my current financial situation. So for now, I just have to deal. But it's hard, I constantly feel tense and on edge around here.

I don't know. I just wish this empty, depressing, everything is meaningless feeling would go away. I hate it. I guess what it all boils down to is loneliness, I suppose. But I don't have the stamina to type everything out right now, running out of steam. Maybe later...

for those of you that don't know I am a sweatheart

I wrote a post in the lounge about me drawing request art for people. I do it a lot in the world and figured why not. Ppl will try to shoot me down of course but once I do a couple requests it will be a success. Hopefully a good project. Thats how I learn.

Here it is.

I am a badass sketch artist and photoshop junky. I can draw an image and color it and have it as a jpeg in 20 minutes. I have been absent from BL for a while, but am an undiscovered badass. Watch me prove it.

I do this for friends in the world all the time. It's really easy for me and I like to make ppl happy and let them bask in my awesome-ness.

[ goinstrong ]

[ps] I love bluelight and have been deeply involved for some time now. Time to give something back.

EX : my friend Kat from Houston said to draw her an octopus.Got a pen..Opened photoshop, had this on her wall in an hour.

So. My mind is kinda numb right now but I need to try to get this out of my head anyways, because I'm ridiculously irritable right now and my emotions are on thin ice.

Lately I'd been questioning my place with a "friend". He'd started acting distant lately, ever since the last time we hung out. I still don't understand why, because everything was fine then. He started ignoring my texts, phone calls, friend request on Facebook, and evaded making other plans to hang out after this last Saturday (we were supposed to chill but it completely slipped my mind and I didn't remember until he texted me asking what happened). I kind of knew the friendship was slowly crumbling. Deep down, I even knew that he was causing it... and that he didn't care. He was pretending to be my friend for his own selfish reasons. I started biding my time for the right time to tell him I was done, that none of it was worth it to me anymore.

Sunday, after he ignored my phone calls and texts... and then yesterday, after he never called me back like he said he was going to... I finally broke down and told him a little bit of how I felt. That I didn't know what was going on, but that I felt like it was personal. He called me then, said it wasn't personal, gave me all these excuses just to appease me, we hung up a few minutes later... I didn't feel appeased. If anything, I felt more unsettled than I had before we talked. After we hung up, I sent him a tentative text asking if he still wanted to chill this week (since that was originally the purpose of me calling him and him calling me back to begin with, but I'd forgotten to bring it up on the phone). Which he ignored. Well I finally texted him and told him that he was still doing the one thing I told him was bothering me and that I needed to take some time to figure out what I wanted to to do. Then I turned my phone off because I knew he was just going to ignore me some more and I didn't want to deal with that.

So I finally turn my phone back on, and guess what? He didn't ignore me. Guess what he said INSTEAD?

"Thanks!"

Well you know what... fuck you. I was prepared to just walk away quietly. I would have been happy to do so. Until he said, "thanks". Yeah, thanks for not wanting to talk to me. After all the shit I did for him too, all the dumb secrets I kept for him, all the shit I put up with, all the patience I had... how fucking rude.

So you know what else? Fuck that. I'm NOT going to just walk away quietly. Because that hurt. Bad. For many, many reasons that I will not get into on here. But you can be sure that he's going to be hurting just as much as I am when I'm done...

"Thanks!".... lol... what the fuck is that shit...

He would have been better off ignoring that text completely.

Yeah... it's been a hella bad two weeks, and it's only Thursday tomorrow.

I have been well and truly blindsided by the quotient of drama. I cannot take it.

I won't put up with hearing loud sex when I am exhausted (not from sex with whomever it picked up at the bar).

Hello there,
I have a website that can change your brainwaves around to any drug state that you wish to achieve, all for free! http://www.sound-wave-therapy.com

So, as you may or may not know, the world is going to come to an end on 21 December 2012. It's a fact people. Nostradamus says so, as does the Mayan calender. Some say the anti-christ will emerge as a charismatic leader loved by all.he will unite the world in peace and do great things. But wait, he's the freaking anti-christ, its a trap! His plan? recruit soldiers for his army in the great final battle between good and evil aka, Armageddon. Some claim the Apocalypse will do us in. Apocalypse, translated from the Greek word Apokalupsis is translated as "revelation" in the book of Revelation meaning "lifting of the veil" the book tells of terrible judgements leading up to the end of Man's rule on Earth. There are actually many other predictions pointing towards 2012, including solar flares, galactic alignments, and even one about aliens. However we can stop there and go on with the story.

So According to the book of revelation the apostle John receives a vision direct from the one and only, the big cheese himself, Jesus Christ. He learns that God will cast fearful judgements on to earth,as a last chance for people to repent and put their trust in God for salvation before the end of the world. These things are terrible by the way. They sound harmless with names like The Seven Trumpets. Look that one up if you have some time. To sum it up, there are 6 angels who each sound a trumpet one at a time that each cause different events to happen. The 5th angel sounds his trumpet and locusts and scorpions appear, and the scorpions are instructed to torment man for 5 months, but they should not killthem. Men shall seek death, and shall not find it, states the passage. All in All, its a bad time to be a human person.

So finally, after all the trials and tribulations, God has poured his judgement on to the earth! Introducing prophecy: The judgement seat of God, from the book of Apocalypse (or Revelation). You'll never guess where this judgement day prophecy comes from. Give up? The Bible. Book of Revelation, chapter 20 verse 12. Revelation 20:12! 2012!. Judgement day would look something like this:

"And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works."

"(13) And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works. (14) And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. (15) And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire."

OK, OK enough is enough. If your still reading this I'm amazed you battled through it and I thank you, because it wasn't the easiest thing to write.

Now then, you ask what the hell was this all about anyway?​

if we have to die, or spend eternity in hell shouldn't we have one last party?

I work ten 10rhs a day 5 days a week...get off at 9....take care of my daughter (toddler) and wait until tomorrow to do the same...but is it fair for my boyfriend to have all the fun while i gotta do this every day...and on top of that he aint got a job or any kind of hobby to keep him occupied...i mean is been 3 years that we been togther....Our relationship went from best to worse to better....Sometimes i just feel like be done with it cuz all we doing is hurting each other and our relationship (even when trying to be friends) its not going anywhere further than this....I keep giving time and time and time...and it gets to some points that i just cant handle all the stress and its just makes me wanna say f**k this and dissappear...And the crazy thing is im 21 and he 30...hmmm....yeap....cant get any better..right?

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me:
hmm, yeah but for probation, they go in with you and look at your cock

they look AT your cock?

me:yup

like side view as the pee's shooting out?

me:they just look at ur cock..

as ur peeing?

me:no, as your shitting

because you could tie this to you groin and tuk it away
oh ok

me:No, they just look at your cock to see how big it is, then they let you go in by yourself


another one


Her: have you ever done crack

yeah

Her: whats it like. I've never done it and don't plan to but i wonder what the hype is about

its not that great

Her: what does it smell like

like roses

Her: I'm being serious
._.

wtf?
it smells like crack i guess

Her: like is it a gross smell? a chemical smell?

a cracky smell

Her: le sigh

*farts*

Her: *rubs forhead*

*rubs cock*

Her: *blank stare*

*cumshot*

Her: gross

Last night was just horrid. After bitching and bickering the other day we got that squared away and going good. Then around 9pm she decides to surprise me by coming over and slipping into bed which was awesome, I missed her and I love cuddling with her. Everything is awesome, we fall asleep in each others arms and are in bliss and we sleep.
12 midnight comes around and my notification for Austin's school day decides to dingle 8.5hrs too early. THEN THEN my ex decides that texting me at 12:05am is perfectly acceptable on his son's school night and when he knows I have issues sleeping. He's been warned many many times not to text me after 9pm. So my gf freaks out and thinks Terry and I are having some secret affair, yeah NO. I wouldn't repeat that horror show. He's disgusting looks wise now anyhow from when I first started dating him 7yrs ago, so she had her spaz out and I am sitting there for an hour assuring her that I am not cheating on her or playing her at all. she's all pissy and tells me she's going "back home" and so I am frustrated at it all cause I'M innocent in it all ffs and so I very hard punch the wall of my stair case, didn't feel a thing but I think I scared the shit out of her. First time I've really punched anything at all with that kind of force, expected it to hurt, not one bit did it. Awesome, maybe i'll punch an asshole out now that I know it might not hurt as much as I thought. LOL
Yeah so I sat from 12midnight to 130am assuring her that I don't still love terry, no i am not cheating on her, no i am not a player, and no i've never cheated on anyone so why would i start...heck im lucky to get 1 person never mind cheat. I had so assure her forever that I love her deep down into my soul and I want to spend forever with her crazy ass.
Easiest way to halt a convo I learn is uttering th goose words in a relationship apparently.
We are good though, she stayed the night and we talked and talked and even talked in the morning.
Now she's making jokes of being my wife....with no help (sarcasm) from my neighbor friend constantly referring to me as her wife 8(
They all do it cause they know it drives me nuts cause I dont believe in marriage.
We're planning a date this tuesday, rather I am being sneaky and planning a special night. I spoil her rotten then again so does she to me.
we both drive each other nuts from time to time...LOL

Lesson learned = Don't punch walls

So, it has been an eventful week. Yesterday was court day. I am already on probation for something else, and I was very nervous. This was just a misdemeanor.

The first thing my lawyer said when he showed up was "can you pass a drug test?" and I said yes, although in reality I was dirty as fuck and too lazy to dilute.

Everything worked out though. The judge was chill, and even allowed me to transfer my case to another county. He smiled at my lawyer and even shook his hand from behind his booth. My lawyer is a known badass around these parts. It was awesome.

My lawyer told my grandparents about how good I looked and how good I am doing. Really sucked up and made me look good. What a badass! Even the DA smiled at me as if to say "good luck bro!"

Most chill courtroom I have ever attended.

Today I am just relaxing and deciding my next strategy. I am def. moving out of my drunken friends apartment and back to my grandfolks house. My new probation officer said I HAVE to pay the fees or I will go to jail, and that she sees people walk outta the offce in cuffs all the time because of late probation fees. It worries me because I have had a real hard time finding work lately. I will just keep my head up and my hopes high.

Until next time, ya BL!

PS. Today was SO Fuckin chill, cant stress that enough! Been talking to a fucking awesome chick I met on BL all day long.We were sharing music and she sent me an oldskool sublime song that I grew up loving, that really hit the spot. Cisco Kid from robbin the hood!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSI_jAHQpfY&feature=share

Also, it has been 72 degrees, cloudy, rainy, and breezy all fucking day. Totally Zen!! I live in northeast texas and it has been 110 degrees everyday for months on end, and humid. This is a real treat.

I have been MIA for quite some time now. Took a break from life to figure my shit out. I'm currently clean and been better with the suicidal thoughts and I've stopped cutting. I moved from San Diego to Canton Ohio. Ha. Who the fuck would want to move here, I know. But it was exactly what I needed. I got a job at a tattoo shop and I love what I'm doing. Also going to school and meeting new people. Relationships are harder than ever though. But there is a guy that is there for me through thick and thin... But that's still a little shakey. I am slowly getting my life back together though :D

Another day another life. Last few days have been really good for me anxiety wise. I have figured out how to separate my anxiety from the symptoms from the benzo withdrawal. Its also become easier to that because the symptoms are becoming less intense thank god. I been spending a lot more time out of the house with my friends haven't really done much of that for about a year now. Also i got back into exercising again. It increases my willpower to do things. I guess mostly that motivation. That has really been helping. I guess things are starting to look up. It should be after 8 months of hell benzo withdrawal stinks. These pills should be taken off the market, and out of are lives.

my friend swim is wondering if excedrin will boost a meth high or bring you down and what will boost the high from it