Location Unknown

Don’t know if this is in the DR or a Hostel in the states but buck naked some guy beats it up long dick style and idk the rest it got hazy

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Thor (Shin Megami Tensei) is “protecting” Victoria Secret… Owl girl

Honeymoon

Voices are telling me my current insomnia is going to be our days and nights and I’ll die of exhaustion…

Janitor 2.0

Voices say they’re trying to trap me in a spiral.

Whether you sucked this guys cock with your lips on his glans and shaft or only through a straw, it’s in the past now, and I can’t do anything but feel a little bad about it.

Like what am I supposed to do with this information? Really? How do I move forward with it?

Is it not best that I just forget the day even happened?

Why be hung up on it at all?

And that’s why we hate-

Exhibitionists

Had sex with all 8 people the day you wore the green dress

Nokia in cooter

Calling you

That’s why you were feeling yourself at the dinner table

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you also threw up on someone that day

Nokia up arse

That same day

Golden glow

Yada yada

Blah blah

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Jizz on phone

Dropped out of college cause you can’t keep up

Someone else

Doesn’t want me to remember

You don’t remember

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I’ve disappointed my elementary school teachers (opposite)

Rant

I don’t know how I’m supposed to love you, how I’m supposed to trust again.

This goes beyond you, as at present I feel as if I’d be more comfortable being alone with my thoughts and the ebb and flow of my feelings.

I’m hearing, seeing, experiencing all of these conflicts inside and yet somehow, outside of myself.

Angst isn’t a strong enough word to describe the internal turmoil.

And I love the word angst, it’s a good word.

Anyway, this is more for me than it is for you, I just think right now it’s unfair to claim I love anyone, given all that I’ve said and done.

And yeah, no relationship can stay in the honeymoon/puppy love phase forever, but I wish I could’ve reeled in my insanity sooner.

I wish I wasn’t so impulsive.

I wish I was never arrested.

But I don’t think it would’ve been any better had I “surprised” you with a visit.

For your safety you deserved to know.

If we were on good terms and I was regularly visiting you would know.

But here come the voices, droning on and on about how the world is “turned up” and who you’d cheat on me with.

How everything I’ve been taught to know and love is a lie.

How I’m the “slow” one, the Gleeborp…

Fuck this.

Not you talking

Voices say it’s not you talking or putting these thoughts in my head but instead I’m responding to people in Boston…

Possession

You want to be anyone that loves me so you can possess them, make them take a crap and try to force me to eat it. Okay.

Odin’s Nokia

His wish is to get the family back together, but why? It feels like there’s an ulterior motive to this…

My Blue Phone

Voices say you took it out of my pocket and shoved it up your cooter cause that’s what Steinar wanted and gave it to the other kids that were at the top of the commons with us?

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And you blew a kiss at them….

One eye

Voices say you only have one eye

Edit:

apparently in some old blog I wrote about sticking a dick in the eyeball socket. But I know now, and maybe then as well it leads to severe nerve damage and infection. There’s no way I’m doing that. Especially not to you.

BOOTY EATING

BART.

I don’t want to do anything anymore.

Voices say you don’t even like me, but I’m “getting what I want”

the fuck is that supposed to even mean?!

Can’t chalk this up as good or bad.

Peace and Quiet would be ideal, but here I go, having to gear myself up for a relationship or some shit.

I don’t know what to say or do.

EDIT:

Cheated on Howard with Bart (Pop in Law) but it was radio stylized after me and that night in Athol after the pool… wowzers

EDIT:

LOOK I DONT NEED THE DETAILS OF ALL THIS SHIT UNLESS YOURE GONNA LET ME DO IT TOO.

PTSD

A.W. Root Beer is trying to give you PTSD voices say, about specifically whatever happened in Argentina.

I’m not gonna write out the details or anything, if you want to forget you can.

It’s not my business, not my battle to fight.

Brain Blast

Voices say when you don’t want to talk to people you take off your clothing and sit naked at your desk.