Apparently, on that one night after the Frat party when I blacked out, the guys that brought me home not only stole my hoodie and my cellphone but they also say you told them you’d leave me on the sidewalk to die while you went and found someone else to fuck if you were there with me.
I'll use their real names
Voices in my head are telling me I’ve been a stand in, a “fall guy” for not one but two people
Aaron Bruce Wall Junior and another Michael Suliman Fonseca
They’re saying because I was blogging on Xanga as “Authentic_Black_Dragon” that they would read and print my blog out and represent themselves as my profile picture talking over what I can only assume was a Two Way Radio, a CB Radio while manipulating troposconic (troposonic?) conditions and communicating outside of the countries borders, to other countries, essentially.
Anyway, one thing they brought up about my ex, who, according to them, is not herself and doesn’t even identify as her name, is that she would’ve tried to kill me in my sleep and I’m lucky to have escaped that scenario and not have been murdered.
Anyway.
You wanted to give A.W. Root Beer what he wanted
You would’ve tried to slice my throat in my sleep, the voices say
And I’m supposedly, lucky to be alive
Barely holding it together
Eaten out on the MBTA
that’s the opposite
someone turned all the way up
pride parade when you were here
voices are in the air conditioning
blah blah blah blah blah
I’ve been walking past you, its all you can do
you want me to just reach out and grab you
that’s the idea
I just want someone to be direct with me
What you don't want me to write about
She wouldn’t be who she is
you wouldn’t be who you are
does it even matter?
did that other person, man woman or child get help?
commit suicide?
all this things and more
spare ribs
tooth paste
the list goes on
New York
Apparently I'm Bisexual
Even I didn’t know
Edit for missing context:
Its the voices in my head telling me I’m bisexual, not me coming out as bisexual
“Being Playful”
Edit: It’s the opposite
Can’t see clearly
Voices say every time you try to take an action in regards to me, they turn you up so much so that it blurs your vision, effectively disabling your attempts to do anything.
edit: they say you can only be with me as a radio form, changing my music once in a while to be reminded of you
If I write, people die
Buddy…
People are going to die.
Australian Girl
Voices say that was you, and that you always wanted to be deported. So after I passed you on the train you sucked off a cop or something and got sent back home
Ate a Thong
Got oral herpes
Hog Tied
Did you go back to Argentina? Or is it that I’M “You” as in who I’m writing too… whatever
I did get tied up, did you get tied up? No way this happened in Argentina, it had to have happened after.
Edit:
No you do not want to be tied up, you already have been…
Water Polo
Biggest lesbian experience, and then two dudes came up and you gave them handjobs. I’m seeing this with parabola in the rain, but why are the mens bodies completely underwater?
Edit:
Waited long enough for the voices to say you never played water polo, that was someone else using a radio, pretending to be you I guess.
Experimented On
Never wanted to be with me, just wanted to be a lab rat, like the gorilla in fallout 4
Psychic Intimidator Arressted, Knife at Hospital
Voices say I can smoke weed, and that you sliced open your throat at the hospital.
Over and over again…
Blowjob after blowjob after blowjob after blowjob.
And oh, how nice, they “block it out of my mind” because “I don’t want one” which is sooooooo far from the truth but hey, you know what, at least it’s a lesser form of torture.
The French President?!
Shit in the river day?!
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPREkRLsH/
Edit: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPREP3vcp/
Psychic Visions of Cunnilingus
Voices say I want to be with one of your doppelgängers, not you, because if I tried to eat you out you’d shit in my mouth.
They say you put makeup on your whole body to hide your stretch marks, since Sygnes/Arvida, was also your child, so you’ve had two kids by now, Hedda being the second.
I just need them to stop talking to me and showing me these things.
edit:
Apparently, I’m supposed to get pissed off when I see visions of you with someone else but c’mon, it’s been 15 years…
Turned up to Reply
Apparently you’d have to be turned all the way up to reply to me, and while we’re talking about these things my so called “friends” had me knocked out and ejaculated into my knit cap? Then pulled out a gun and shot a blank.
The officer the next morning wanted to see if I was alive but I was apparently covered in jizz and there’s audio/video footage out there somewhere that no one wilL show me the voices say
Edit:
Now they’re saying it’s milk and cereal, we were in a 7/11 after all…
That’s true!
I didn’t see Donearl makeout with his fucking mother. They can “black out” my “mind”/“imagination” so I don’t see all things too clearly.