I got three days,
How’s this dick taste?
I’d say that a missing part of the equation is the fact that no one is looking.
There is ZERO accountability except to one person, and you clearly hate that guy.
(Fuck you too lol)
I can run this engine off of fuck you.
Save that touchy-feely shit for animals and family.
(And good friends)
I bought some THC gummies in case I find that I can’t stand being in this brain, and that’s a whole different type of thing,,
The relationship between downtime and day grind…
I don’t personally see anything wrong with that one and I only enjoy lower dosages, no need to freak the fuck out.
I can do that on my own…
—-
I did something last night.
I talked with my Canadian video game friend Amanda for a few hours, And I was telling her some of the things I’ve typed, just off memory.
And uh,
I got laughs.
Like, real laughs.
-my sex move invention
-original torture ideas.
– the idea of a vagina bed in the wall that births you every morning.
And so on and so on.
She thought they were funny and conversation starters.
It’s weird to say stuff outloud, it’s very different from being here, where there is no sound.
It felt really good to hear a human laugh at the things inside of my head.
Selectively of course, it’s not all funny..
I uh,,,
I feel good.
I look around and realize where I am and what I’ve done, and of course I’m sad about it,
But I feel good.
My work knows I’m a junkie, I can tell, I can tell by the way people talk to you like a child.
Soooo,
The best shot I have is walking in to the owner’s office, and spilling it.
“You’ve been good to me, and what I’ve been hooked on is legal, and I’ve been medicating myself and I’m really sorry. It reflects poorly on what you’ve built, having me around…
But I’m finished now, and I can be valuable to you”
Direct is usually the best approach.
Lay it all out.
“Hey lady,,,ma’am,,,employer that I am grateful for…my brain isn’t right, and it never has been,, but that doesn’t mean I’m worthless..”
(Perhaps a little less dramatic)
I’ll wing it, follow the flow…
The sun is bright today, and there’s an entire world to drop your testicles on..
Seems like Mrs.Harris has been working on her fake face, I can see it,,,in the footage,, I can see her actively making an effort to come off as “natural”…
Skills..
Game recognize Game—boondocks
Your world is your problem,
I can’t be held responsible.
Toss up a prayer to whatever version of God you prefer,,, a very very simple message returns
“Lean Good”
I don’t hang out with enough rappers, I never got to try lean. I know codine very well, Tussinex,,etc,, another opiate high,,, never got to try lean though…
(All the same…)
Yes indeed! It’s all the same shit… back to the message from God, my God of the weirdos, my God of the mockery of the false gods, my God of the foul language..
Lean Good.
Super simple.
Ain’t gotta save no fuckin world,
Ain’t gotta change these monkey’s opinion on shit,
Ain’t gotta solicit jack shit..
Lean Good.
In your heart little boy, in that child’s heart you hide.In grace and in softness and in love.
That’s how you kill demons.
That’s how you pierce the darkness.
It’s all inside..
( I’ll cue the string section..)
lol..
Everytime I dry out, one line returns..
“I’m becoming uncomfortably lucid!!”- Roger the Alien..
Sun is bright as fuck today,, super bright.
I’m going to play music today, and wash clothes.
I liked making Amanda laugh with my retarded thoughts, felt nice.
dawn 