Yuna is My Waifu
Fuck Trannies, bunch of Faggots. Heil Hitler.
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boomer gets stoned and writes his forgettable life storyTLDR
Too much soy will make you low effort like that.TLDR
When you're a loser, life itself becomes forgettable. That's why your kind kills themselves. Low effort individuals aren't hard to read.boomer gets stoned and writes his forgettable life story
i put in the effort to read your crap to tldr summary it so you should be proudWhen you're a loser, life itself becomes forgettable. That's why your kind kills themselves. Low effort individuals aren't hard to read.
What poor self-image? My work is nothing short of God Level you manipulative mook!i put in the effort to read your crap to tldr summary it so you should be proud
instead your own poor self-image gets in the way.
What do you mean by "hopefully"?Yay me! Hopefully I continue this trend and don't fall back into my old ways.
the only thing my subconcious is wanting deadWhat poor self-image? My work is nothing short of God Level you manipulative mook!
In case it skipped you, Dribbles... I know you lie and I know you think reality works like fuckin peek-a-boo or some infantile shit.
You're sort of missing the point as always. It's like, how much perceptual disruption does it take and at what dose to best infect your cognition field with artificially augmented awareness?
It's like... retroreflective explosives. You don't even realize the work is affecting your cognition field... because you never thought to imagine... your subconscious is SMARTER than you are!
And even if "you" don't read my stuff... your brain still does... your subconscious still does... it won't try to kill you outright... usually.
Normally what it does is drive you with real subtle influences, randomly introducing addictive biases into your cognition field.
You see... that thing you call "addiction"... it's not... that's your subconscious trying to kill you.
Of course, now that you've read this... well, your subconscious knows that you know that its trying to kill you.
Oh, quick, pretend you can't read!
Well, I started drinking hardcore because people were stalking the shit out of me IRL and someone broke into the cabin I go to in the story linked in the post above. It was either that or kill myself because of the panic. I chose to kill myself more slowly and try to bare the fact that random people were invading my life. Then, my father died and I went out of control. Right now, I'm choosing to try to right the ship.What do you mean by "hopefully"?
That's what bothers me about druggies and drunks: they pretend that there's some entity other than themselves that's making them consume intoxicants. They rarely accept responsibility for their behaviour. And then they want a cheering section for doing something that's a no-brainer.
No one forced druggies and drunks to abuse intoxicants. They CHOSE to do it. They can CHOOSE to stop doing it. There's no such thing as "addiction". There are only choices to be made.
Yes, you CHOSE to abuse the toxin known as alcohol. No one forced you to do it. Blaming it on panic is just a way to excuse the behaviour.Well, I started drinking hardcore because people were stalking the shit out of me IRL and someone broke into the cabin I go to in the story linked in the post above. It was either that or kill myself because of the panic. I chose to kill myself more slowly and try to bare the fact that random people were invading my life. Then, my father died and I went out of control. Right now, I'm choosing to try to right the ship.
Does that answer your question?
i believe in your ability to remain sober. santa is watching you, after allWell, I started drinking hardcore because people were stalking the shit out of me IRL and someone broke into the cabin I go to in the story linked in the post above. It was either that or kill myself because of the panic. I chose to kill myself more slowly and try to bare the fact that random people were invading my life. Then, my father died and I went out of control. Right now, I'm choosing to try to right the ship.
Does that answer your question?
*takes a toke at this*Well, I started drinking hardcore because people were stalking the shit out of me IRL and someone broke into the cabin I go to in the story linked in the post above. It was either that or kill myself because of the panic. I chose to kill myself more slowly and try to bare the fact that random people were invading my life. Then, my father died and I went out of control. Right now, I'm choosing to try to right the ship.
Does that answer your question?
Here I wrote an even better version of what I wrote before, but this time I riffed off your soft suicidal ideations...My liver hurts and im only 21
I consume alcohol every day after i get home from work. It's the only thing that brings me joy. What do you have to say about that? Also i don't eat vegetables.Yes, you CHOSE to abuse the toxin known as alcohol. No one forced you to do it. Blaming it on panic is just a way to excuse the behaviour.
You can CHOOSE to stop consuming the poison immediately. Full Stop.
Alcohol does not bring you true joy. It simply helps to mask some of the pain you’re feeling. It depresses your nervous system. And it ends up making you feel even worse over time.I consume alcohol every day after i get home from work. It's the only thing that brings me joy. What do you have to say about that? Also i don't eat vegetables.
huh?Here I wrote an even better version of what I wrote before, but this time I riffed off your soft suicidal ideations...
Matthew Moulton on Gab: '*tokes on into the evening* Let's plug this into…'
Matthew Moulton on Gab: '*tokes on into the evening* Let's plug this into my emotional cortex: https://youtu.be/kcSeTPWJmsA Let's learn some shit with Krysti's help! *a wild Krysti breaks the 4th wall* "I can read that!" Yes, obviously. *Krysti stares* Stop that! Do something clever...gab.com
If your liver already hurts when you're 21... you should probably stop drinking... unless slow suicide is what you're aiming for.huh?
I'm immortal, so that obviously doesn't make any sense.the only thing my subconcious is wanting dead
is you, onideus, and that you, onideus, should kill yourself
Not when your dumpster looks like thisI'm immortal, so that obviously doesn't make any sense.
Must be projection.
I saw a hypodermic needle on the street once with a cap so I just picked it up and threw it in a nearby trash bin. I'm sure they are more common in the rougher parts of the city.Not when your dumpster looks like this
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I saw a hypodermic needle on the street once with a cap so I just picked it up and threw it in a nearby trash bin. I'm sure they are more common in the rougher parts of the city.
what are you even doing in this thread
I think that's actually a fire barrel... in what squalor does that pass for a dumpster?Not when your dumpster looks like this
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yoursI think that's actually a fire barrel... in what squalor does that pass for a dumpster?
It's early on in the process. At first, I felt like drinking every time I felt bad. I'm lucky that I never had any physical symptoms from quitting alcohol. I definitely had physical symptoms from stopping weed after smoking non-stop for over 10 years, but make that more like 17 years straight with a year off for bad behavior.Yes, you CHOSE to abuse the toxin known as alcohol. No one forced you to do it. Blaming it on panic is just a way to excuse the behaviour.
You can CHOOSE to stop consuming the poison immediately. Full Stop.
This is probably actually pretty true. Although, I would disagree with the "alternate versions of me" phrase. I've never taken things out of the realm of the internet. I definitely don't agree with the MCI friends and family plan. I don't agree with anyone literally breaking the law on other people to make them panic. I am permanently taking Seroquel now because it destroys panic and anxiety for the most part. I'm no longer scared of anyone, which is cool. No longer looking over my shoulder constantly.*takes a toke at this*
It's people like you. The people who were "stalking the shit out of you IRL"... they were just alternate versions of you.
Not you specifically, but your particular broken mindset.
Most of them were probably drunk.
Drunken stalkers who think they're stalking their stalkers who then wind up creating more drunken stalkers.
Paranoia is as contagious as a smile!
you are actually fucking retardedI saw a hypodermic needle on the street once with a cap so I just picked it up
he is keeping up his troll personawhat are you even doing in this thread