The thing w/exercise is that it is good.
&& I need to do like a lot. Every fucking day.
Then I feel good.
But if I don’t exercise, I feel bad.
Like irritable && like shit.
So I have to exercise.
But often, I don’t.
&& I don’t know what to do.
So I guess I have green tea && eat some onion.
Sorry for the violent/threatening writing. My mental illness acts up sometimes–
but I’m not dangerous, I swear.
Also, I take the weekends off from kratom.
Starting midnight tonight.
So this should be good, a sort of cleanse. Hopefully I don’t have serotonergic prophecies Saturday night like I did last week (reduced my SSRI recently).
Thanks for reading. Be well.
I’m going to kill you. You fucking shit.
Voices. Voices voices voices.
What a luxury hotel.
Stop talking, braindead subhuman no one. I’m gonna kill ye.
Dense insides necessitate heavy venting.
Sorry abt your ongoing suicide effortz.
You should leave me alone or I will not shoot a gun at you (in your face).
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.