I am sooo glad Martha Stewart went to prison. What a lenient sentence.
She probably like, sells illegal whale meat && the such.
What a feminazi strumpet.
I am sooo glad Martha Stewart went to prison. What a lenient sentence.
She probably like, sells illegal whale meat && the such.
What a feminazi strumpet.
I tack on a mental 0.5 g (1 pill from MitraGaia online dealer–easily available in many countries on the free non-black internet) to my daily dosage (not actually taking more kratom, just artificially inflating the dosage) for safety, && to leave room for skepticism && forgetting small or other dosages, or making mistakes.
Sometimes a conservative philosophy IS the safer option.
So there’s that.
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I am going to kill you.
I had more to say but I forgot what it was
How are you?
Fuck.
This is bad.
I am good at blogging.
What else do I have to hide?
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France is a 3rd world country.
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I’m not allowed to be tired, I can see.
Well.
That is nice.
Make sure you are PERFECT, AT ALL TIMES, for your Soviet father.
To quote him verbatim: “You were abused, by me, so we need to sue them.”
It is my father’s lifelong eternal calling to drill, && police.
The nearby freeway is yelling telepathically again.
Heil Gavin. Owner of All Freeways to Oakland, && homeless tsar of the universe.
As my father continues to gaslight me && destroy my life.
You are not welcome here.
On your own blog.
The enemy is angry.
They are going to… what now?
Good job.
How are you?
I’m at 7.5 g kratom (red + green mix, primarily red–red itself being a random mix of borneo && bali).
I’ve noticed the bali tends to be more headspacey / vague similarities to the marijuana headspace (awareness more localized && immediate, though not in a sharp way).
Fuck you fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch.
Don’t finish what you start.
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How are you?
Fuck you bitch.. Fuck you. Fuck you, bitch. Martha Stewart. What a princess.
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Fuck shit.
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I don’t know what to say.
Fuck shit ass niger thit’s bitches fuck-up moronsense.
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Care ful of opium.
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What else could it be? I told my previous employer I had to quit to sort out my depression.
Maybe it was more true than I thought.
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Had thought.
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Head thought.
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Fuck off.
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Big deep enemies.
Gotta kill all dem dose wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhales.
Esses.
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It is not fun. It is hard work.
This is corruption. It is fun. The system is JUST. THAT. FUCKED.
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Enjoy the misery.