IF my dad really wants to sue someone? he need look no further than my college tennis team/coach.
That fucker was super bad. Not in a cool way. Just like, super insane, corrupt, && unhealthy for everyone on the team.
Caused psychological trauma and lots of physical damage.
So yeah.
But I’m not telling papa that. I’m just tired.
Surprise surprise: for a stuffy room, open the window if it’s not raining && if it’s cool outside.
Otherwise AC.
I am STILL learning the basics.
Fuckwad hateshitfuckshitbitch diebitchdiebitch, kill yrself fuckers.
I had like 5 g of red vein Borneo tonight, && it is only now popping up. It really does peak circumstantially/much later than expected.
Also red borneo is somewhat weak. Good if y’re somewhat… I don’t know. I was looking for something faster, more upbeat.
But this is fine, too.
I took it super slow && cautiously w/my evening dose today. I had two green maeng das in the morning, && that was sufficient (in combination w/my psych meds && nutritional supplements).
IS the soil in the U.S. eroding? IS corn horny?
Also yeah, sheer willpower (although I have some) is not a sustainable solution.
So we’ll have to find other safety mechanisms that are less religious/scammy.
The enemy is tracing my through the nearby 680 corridoor, psychoacoustically.
This is completely doable && physically real.
Fuck you, shitbitch. What the fuck.
They like talking.
My dad is trash. I am going to assassinate my father. He is a prick, fuck you bitch shit fuck ass nigger thizz bitch.
My dad is slime.
He is stupid and retarded.
I am going to violently murder him prematurely, so that he stops talking.