I never got my spring time mania. Probably because w eincreased my doses last year.
I miss my little rampages. I never do anything too bad.. just feel good and fucking sleep 5 hours a week.
It's 100% unintentional I would just take benzos and be a good boy BUT SOCIETY HAS SHUT DOWN AND I WANT REVENGEeeeee
DJT IS A NATIONAL TRAITOR AND I WANT TO CUM BLOOD
on the television
live
while shady's fox gets an erection watching the splashes on Melania
as she rearranges her pantyhose
I NEED MEDS and I DON'T WANT HYDROXYCHLOROQUINE [screams]
I've been screaming a lot and I'm pretty sure a lot of ppl are very angry w/ me
IF I WAS A TOTALITARIAN NATION I WOULD MAIL BENZO SCRIPTS TO EVERYONE FOR THE DURATION OF THE LOCKDOWN I WOULD BE LURVED ACROSS THE LAND
TAKE UR LIBERTY OR UR MEDICINE IDGAF I KNOW WHAT YA'LL GONNA CHOOSE
and instead THE CORONAVIRUS keeps travelling @ the speed of light I'm probably an asymptomatic carrier and have probably BAT FLU'd too many ppl
no meds
no relief
no money
no food
my womb is barren and i want revenge
MAY CAUSE DIZZINESS
do NOT take with ANTIHISTAMINES
the cure is worse than the memes
some1 help MEEEeeeeeeee [cries]
I don't get existential panic but I do start planning ways out of the coil if that makes sense
I can't respect ppl who believe in Jesus Christ because that shit is whack and you think billions of prayers denied means nonexistence and ppl still cling to their existence like a jizz rag
while I'm rolling in the dirt grave, gurning... waiting for the high to end...
I can't respect atheists who believe in free will because they believe in a world where they're still talking to a ghost in the wind... this is part of the program, the script... the engineer at the helm forgot to return function to more benzos and I'm ignoring the codas as I'm pounding down
black coffee ... creamer is like a condom for the flavor of the coffee bean ... sometimes i dream people are trying to kill me and i'm almost disappointed when i wake up alive because i have to return to the banal chase sooner or later ... terrified to never reach the climax where the object of desire kills me ... i am the whole and i have found what I love and I am letting it kill me ... last night I dreamed a lot about injecting drugs as the specter of death will never leave me I am confronted with the identity of death or satan and the repulsion of self hatred combined with revulsion of the ignominy of life itself ... I can't respect myself because I'm not an agent I am an object ... an object in a sea of objects, the mechanical interfaces of everything breaking down ... one gadget at a time malfunctioning softly and breaking down into smaller reusable parts ... the inelasticity of time snaps me back to the moment and my pain is gone ... no prayers were answered but an iteration was abandoned or destroyed ... when all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed ...
