ChetMagongalo wrote:after my bills coming up, I'm gonna have almost no money unless I can sell something
could give plasma or some semen or....some dark alley transaction that concludes with some combination of your plasma and someone else's semen or a pawn shop, that might be safer
Uncle Grandfather wrote:I can't remember if i already took 20mg of valium..........or if i need to
If you can't remember, you definitely don't need any more(for the moment ) A buddy of mine named Chris gave me two kolonopins. I asked him what one will do. He responded with, "I don't know, I just went straight to two and passed out!" Don't do a "Chris" be careful with pills!
I own two David Guetta cd's and enjoy them very much! Well, Niki Minaj gets on my nerves.
Klonopin is my jam. You do tend to forget how much you've taken though. I'll typically just pop a handful of k-pin (like 4 or 5 mg), grab some beers and sink into the couch as deep as possible. You also build up a tolerance very quickly.
However I'm not exactly a great example. kids.
BOOM-SHAKALAKALAKA-BOOM-SHAKALAKUNGA
Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
Ever since I blacked out in a chinese restaurant, I've avoided taking pills like the plague. My leg was twitching and I was drooling all over the place. It was pretty bad.
My boyfriend kept trying to get me to eat the sauce. You know, have that sodium get my heart rate up. He said I barely had a pulse. I took four generic xanax's within 2 hours. Each pill was chased with a beer. I don't know how many mg's they were, but the girl that gave them to me warned me to only take one. OOPS!!!
Whenever I listen to Torche's Harmonicraft album really loud while I'm driving, I imagine the stereo is sending out waves of pulsing rainbow laser beams to bring the rock to innocent bystanders. It is a lot of fun.
WWPD?
fcknoise wrote:You are all fucking tryhard effort posting nerds
Invisible Man wrote:
I'm probably the most humble person I know. I feel good about smelling my own butthole.
Jesus Was a Robot wrote:Did you just assume Billy Corgan's dildo preference??
i may have something BIG coming up...like save my ass, turn my life around, get me to a decent place to live with a good job BIG. and i'm terrified that i won't be able to find the parts of myself i need to actually do it, to move across the country and be functional again, to actually work every day and be successful. i'm trying to visualize myself doing these things and it's tough. but if i want a life, i kind of have to do it. assuming that "leading candidate" turns into "you're hired."
In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni
FIFTY YEARS OF SCARING THE CHILDREN 1970-2020--and i'm not done yet
it's not so much the trip as the being there and being able to be a regular working person again, getting up with the clock to take a shower and get breakfast in time. i haven't worked but seven days in over three years. but the culture at the company is supposed to be supportive and all i can figure is to be honest and try hard, to say "please bear with me while i get used to this again." i spent a lot of time today searching my heart and soul for the guy i used to be before my heart and life were broken, and particularly before the bad depression got to me in October/November. trying to remember what it's like to be heading for something rather than away from everything i've known.
In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni
FIFTY YEARS OF SCARING THE CHILDREN 1970-2020--and i'm not done yet
) A buddy of mine named Chris gave me two kolonopins. I asked him what one will do. He responded with, "I don't know, I just went straight to two and passed out!" Don't do a "Chris" be careful with pills!
