Fuck you shit bitch.

Retarded whores at the coffee shop.

THey need to die.

Fuck ye crab ass shit whore retard. Fuck off. I”m gonna kill ya.

Fuck you shit fuck. Go die, shithead.

Fuxck you shit fuck ass.

Y fucking shit ass whore nigger bitch shit retard fuck you shit stupid retard fuckoff.

I’m going to slice yr wrists for you.

Fuck shit ass. You are so stupid && big.

I am going to kill you.

I dont’ know what too saty. The shti with the ruck.

Fuck whith the shit.

Kuill yrself.

Ty for talking, fucking shit death evil slime garbage of hell die fuck you bitch.

The neighbors are spying on me. They need to be assassinated, or someone needs to blow up their house w/a bomb.

Would be very productive.

I’m trying to work on my depth && ocean.

I have been neglecting these components.

They do not support me enough.

How to work on deep ocean?

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Some ai brainstorming is in order. Later.

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The parents are children.

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I figure if you’re intermediate/experienced w/kratom, && you’re beyond counting individual grams, pills, teaspoons, or cups, then a “light/medium/heavy” system of how much you’ve ingested for the day works, too.

So today I’m at medium.

Easier.

It was llight-medium, earlier, but I just had 2 g red, 1 g green, so that should settle me down for a while.

&& it looks like the internet does recommend tapering, very slowly.

At least there IS an exit plan.

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The other thing is I think I said it’s not THAT addicting… but I want to correct myself and say that it is, to some extent, addicting.

I don’t have anything else to say.

I’m tired of doing things for other people.

My parents are fucked shits.

I am going to not kill them.

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Cops + free speech = OOPS YOU’RE IN PRISON && YOU DIDN’T EVEN GET TO SAY WHAT WAS ON YOUR MIND =D.

Oh well.

Death.