Thursday brought a 106 degree fever and roughly 19 hours of lost time.
Thankfully I don't plan on bitching about it, and to anyone I brought it up to: I thought it was funny, that's why I was sharing it.
Um, moral of the story is that infections of the ear can move to the brain rather quickly; and the sub-moral is that Dimethyltryptamine (DMT) is a really wacky substance that I want to get my hands on and just blow my brain out with.
Pretty much, DMT is what your brain makes when you dream.
It is one of the most potent hallucinagens in the world; and every living creatures excretes it.
Kind of illegal, but is allowed in certain church functions and teas....
Strange but, ya' know, whatever.
I want it.
Really.
Really.
Bad.
Ha ha ha ha.
I hate it when I'm accused and yelled at for stupid things.
I really, really do.
READ:
Thus Spoke Zarathustra.
Angeldust Apocalypse.
House of Leaves.
The End.
The Beatrice Letters.
V for Vendetta.
30 Days of Night.
WATCH:
Stay.
Session 9.
In the Mouth of Madness.







I FOUND DAMIEN!
OLI OLI OLI OO, FUCKA!
*>.>*
I did not mean to scream.
Well, I did. but, you know.
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"If God controls the land and disease, keeps a watchfull eye on me, if He's really so damn mighty, well my problem is I can't see, well who would wanna be such a control freak?" - Modest Mouse
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Can I have a taste of your icecream?
Can I lick the crumbs from your table?
Can I interfere in your crisis?
NO!
Mind Your Own Business
- Delta 5
EETS ME
UR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD SYD!
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Cluckles5713 (3:45:31 PM): My PC's like a woman!
Cluckles5713 (3:45:43 PM): I have to pretend to love it else it'll quit putting out <_<
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「What`s my suffer ? well, if I have to tell you one
thing, I have too many favorite words to pick up.」
--雅
Thank'ya to ahari-chan for scanning and uploading for me, seeing as I have no scanner.
I'm currently working on a comic.
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"I don't want this."
"What do you want then?!"
"Not this, I wanted something, but God Tyler, not this."
omg... I'm so bored... sorry.. *walks off into imagination*
;;
Hahahah Damn's a hippie D:
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You have been mislead.
This girl is dead.
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"I don't want this."
"What do you want then?!"
"Not this, I wanted something, but God Tyler, not this."
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