when i wake up i have oatmeal with brown sugar but the sugar is just a substitute for my speed which i am trying to quit which keeps me up nights, all night. speed i luv the speed, redbull doesnt cut it anymore and the 7-11 guy is looking at me funny after 246 consecutive nights of buying ginseng and other over the fucking convenience store counter speed substitutes and a hot dog thats been roasting so long on those fucking rotating metal sphere tubes that it looks like my cock at age 84 that im spinning so i just keep snorting mountain dew through a big gulp straw cuz big gulp straws are 75% longer than normal straws so i feel like im getting a bigger rush but it doesnt match up to the speed and im so bored in this rainy ass city it rains here 95% of the time but since i quit speed i cant focus so i just tried to snort grinded up reeses peanut butter cups and that shit hurt my brain cuz now im building sites for trannies and this dude is hot but he has a cock so now im fucked up and calling my shrink to wonder why i like cock but no i dont like cock i like beaver so now im wishing i had a bong and shrapnel of oregano so i could smoke and be italian and a wanna be stoner at the same time.
go fuck yourself!
