I have abstained from psychedelics for the past two months, not to abstain or anything related to health, I just haven't had the time. I also kind of forgot this website existed whenever I did have time, so I have neglected writing here. You may have noticed a new section, I have wanted to put out my more political or philosophical thoughts for a while and had suddenly remebered this site exists, so reader be warned. I hope whatever disagreement you, the reader, may have wih my opinions don't get in the way of you enjoying my other writing, but there's not much I can do if it does.
I have recently added another new feature to this site, and that is the submission section. There any of you can send me questions, topics to go over, or tales you've written that you want potentially featured here. In the last few days since adding this site I've already got some submissions and I'll just say it's making me rethink this entire project here.
I found your page by searching on neocities and started to keep up with your blog. I realy dislike your blog man, its depressing. It alsmot feels like an ARG or sumthin but its really sad. Alot of you lefty types are living in a somehow even more depressing 1984 novel meanwhile I'm living out an erotic novel. You guys are losers okay? It's so non-human. Okay? I live in the human world, thats humanity, thats food and excrement and blood and trash and filth okay? Not the gay bathhouse perfection cleanliness life you guys want. Bathhouse next to a stripmall, clean, no filth, no consumption no excretion no death gay sex bath house. This is the real world. Theres no bath house america, this is human America. There are still real human beings holding onto The Hills by The Weeknd okay? I remember back then, the good times. All commitment no sex, no bathhouse, no crying. One Dance by Drake kind of reality, not this hyperreality BULLSHIT post modernists are talking about. I had my wife there, we didn't ever even kiss after 2014, she didn't look at me the same. I confided in her what had happened and she was disgusted. Bathhouses on every corner kind of america can't happen oKay? It won't I won't let it. We're talking Hotline Bling by drake trump presdiential election 2016 type of reality. My wife was disgusted at the site of my genitals after the accident. Like drake rapping type of 2016 2013. No kendrick no diddy nonsense liberal trash. My organs scream at me for living, like crewmates mutinying a captain headed for an iceberg. Highschool drama resolved by a drake album, The Weeknd on th radio. I married too young and waited to long to divorce to be the queen I wanted to be. Car accident. Anyways dude, I really hope slenderman or jeff the killer shows up on your little ARG thing soon because its a fuckin snooze fest. I've never been so tired in my life from anything, and I've lost 3 liters of blood in a 30 minute sitting before.
Look man, I don't know why you want to be a hater here, this is JUST for questions or stories and that was barely either category. Please refrain from contacting me unless you give a formal apology. Thanks and sorry.