Step 1: Smoke some delta 8.
Step2: Go to YouTube and pull this song up, it's from an old arcade game Jungle Rapids had when I played there as a youngen.
Step 3: Turn your headphones volume AND your phone volume ALL THE WAY UP.
Step 4: JUST. LISTEN.
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Step 1: Smoke some delta 8.
Step2: Go to YouTube and pull this song up, it's from an old arcade game Jungle Rapids had when I played there as a youngen.
Step 3: Turn your headphones volume AND your phone volume ALL THE WAY UP.
Step 4: JUST. LISTEN.
Damneth thee, Heaven's God, that Ye holy hand doth not reach down to apprehend the treasurer of cruelty that be mine Father! For how does Man knoweth thy meaning of such wording, yet only to lye weeping unto this youth's poor pillow, while the moon, gibbous waxing, stares down and sheddeth nay of one teardrop?!
I may never know how I was blessed to be so creative, but if you need proof that my mother is responsible for this kind of talent, look no further! My friends, I present my newest creation -- I call it "Nobunaga's Treasure", or, alternatively, the Tokyo Respite.I saw a kind dragon today. An acquaintance of Aloe's perhaps?
Not expecting anything good out of today as usual
To anybody online right now that has a few minutes of free time: I really really do hate to do this but I need to know right now if somebody on this site has a CashApp and is able/willing to send a few dollars for gas & groceries to my mother's CashApp. Normally I would
Hello friends, I am back and I'm still alive. I'm so sorry about my previous posts, I promise I did not mean to scare anybody or make them worried to death about me. Our roommate Jennifer turned out to have ulterior motives against us and very quickly did a face heel turn on us, she brought her friend over and he tried to kill my stepfather, though he's not hurt badly, and has already recovered.
Hey @UberScout , we are here for you. Your journey has been difficult and outside of your control, yet we see you powering thru like a superhero, don't give up.There are many dragons rooting for you:
Goodbye, faithful friends of mine, goodbye chaotic family, goodbye evil blue prison planet called Earth, I will not miss this evil and hatefully apathetic world one bit. Maybe if I'm lucky God will have mercy on my poor, battered soul.
Thank you all, AutismForums, special thanks to @tree , @Aspychata , @AGXStarseed , @Nitro , @Luca and everybody else that has found their way to a conversatjon with me somehow. Trust me, it's better for everybody that you guys don't end up meeting me in person somehow.
You all have been so kind and generous to me all these years and I am forever grateful that you guys gave nothing but support and love for the decade I was alive to socialize with everybody here, but it would seem that I fiught the good fight, but the good fight finally won.
...so what does it matter? What does it matter if I even do manage to redeem myself from all of it? The habit is too deeply rooted in there to discard away, and even if I did manage to stop the habit, Im just going to find myself doing it all over again anyway. It really is true what Charles used to say about me I really am genuinely hopeless and I should have already figured that out a decade ago.
...done it too many times to my own family and I already can't live with that as it is. I do not want to make my little sister grow up without her big brother by her side the whole way but I just simply cannot mentally afford to sit there and tolerate what is now my new life experience; it is obviously going to be this way forever until either I die naturally in some way anyway or my mother or Charles or both dofirst
I am giving up and I am serious as a heart attack in the operating room this time. I have finally made up my mind and have to decided to make a serious plan to kill myself and I am going to work on it every day until I am successful. I am so, so sorry to leave you all behind like this because I don't want to hurt anybody like that but i have already done it too many times
After tonight it has officially become clear to me that my life is legitimately NEVER GOING TO CHANGE. My happiness is erased, destroyed, gone, my faith in Jesus Christ and the Christian God has now completely left me and is gone forever. My family will not practice being peaceful, they will not let me redeem myself or clear my name, I have been permanently branded an outlaw by the people i thought werw closest to me
UUUUGH I WISH I COULD GET MY MUM TO ORDER ME A BULK SUPPLY OF DELTA 8 OR SOME FORM OF W E E D -
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