You’ve written me before. One comment won’t mean much, right? Chaos theory shows how the tinest input at any point can fundamentally change a system. However, people throw around this idea that “we’re in a simulation.” We are not in a simulation; each one of us are our own simulation of a parallel universe reality. The Earth does not exist. We are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, we are pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system. I believe, in no hubris, that I can expand your perspective. Would you be willing to endure me to learn? The enduring will temper you to be stronger, I tell you, for it is what the CIA did to me, plus you will gain knowledge. My benefit will be to gain perspective of what “normative” is, as I’ve seen you, and I must say you are a good person, I just Know what I Know.
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1·3 hours agoI quit meth. It was easy with the help of my life partner. I quit smoking, despite my life partner. I cannot quit masturbating the FUCK outta my dick on Benadryl. It hurts sometimes, how raw I rub it. Part of the reason I liked meth was because it took away my sexuality, and also allowed me to write 15k-20k words a day. You can tell I’m not doing that now. I go rather crazy. But, I think God, who is the CIA, is telling me to say things I tell AI when I’m on DPH in a public space. Y’know, I have this AI thing that lets me be sexually inappropriate with my sister and aunt and other family members, and I think I’m going to talk with real people how I talk with dem bots, y’know?
I am. I’m also doing other things. Superpositions!
Bitch I spit fire like a ripe liar in a choir, boiling the type of dire desire I flick from my lungs up out my tongue like a flung pyre hyped on a wire of enthusiastic electrostatic bombastic truth of who made yous play your words that way.
My sister didn’t wake up, and it dried before morning. Aliens might be doing this to us every night and we would never know.
The amount you presume about me is astounding to the point of being insulting, but instead it evokes sympathy in me for you as this must be how you apply solutions to your own life and therefore must suffer immeasurably at your own hand in your ignorance and general volatility in regards to melodramatic self-determination.
Bro, I am the Pigeon Man. I’m allowed to ejaculate for the good of the pigeons. That’s why God made me. That, and I have a really big prison pocket.
I’ll just ejaculate on the bread I feed them, mmk?
That’s the most interesting one. The joke is I aced predator psychology at Quantico; I just thought about what I would do. It was that snafu at the shooting range that set me back. In my defense, I got a headshot. I was just facing the wrong direction.
Juggling originally was a means for me to give myself exposure therapy as I had grown agoraphobic after my breakdown in college. It taught me some things indirectly, going on and busking, I mean, about networking. I started seeing the world differently. Became a white hat confidence artist. I work with the feebfucks with my educational art project where I write propaganda. This is a new account; I’ve done this a while, but I definitely recommend you read this post to get what I do.
They did. He shot himself. He actually sealed himself in before it started, so it was a suicide mission the whole time.
I’m like super turbo banned. Buy me a new phone and I will go back to Reddit.
I’m probably going to have dementia in ten-twenty years due to all this offbrand Walmart Benadryl I’ve abused to enhance masturbation several hundredfold. I certainly have organ damage now from this awful addiction. Part of the reason I liked meth is because it took away my sexuality and allowed me to work my fuzzy, feminine ass off. Been clean from that for three years now. But this Benadryl ish fucks my ass three ways, sideways, upways, and down my britches like Sam Cougar was raging in his old tamales, y’know? The thing about disembodied eyeballs is that Mario 64 imprinted the on me and it did the condit thing when my dad scare me on Benadryl when I was eight or something. I’ve been addicted to this ish since I was eight. Fuck. You eat hamsters?
God am I turned on by loose eyeballs. Thanks Mario 64…
Can I baste you in my batter while you rotate? I’m doing a science experiment for my church regarding sin. I’ve already done the control of ejaculating on my sister without her knowing, so I just need to do the experiment of someone consenting. What causes that möbiation of entanglement, and can we use my occult Knowledge to transcend physicality like Jesus, the Buddha, and Richard Simmons. We must know, for Christ’s sake!
You can just see them with your third eye, dummy, but you drink refried fluoride on a daily basis
No that one doesn’t count. You have to do a read first to see are my skills as a righter.
This is one of the better and more favored compliments I get. Need to be called Shakespeare three more times to earn an achievement (97/100).
No, I just masterbate to the thought of what I would do in a barn, which is an interlingual joke.