I wrote the following in the midst of K2 / Spice (synthetic marijuana) psychosis…
I’m a terrible writer. I think people keep a lot of things hidden and never ever express them. I’m sure a lot of you are truly messed up people who want to hurt others.. or you’re an innocent person who would never hurt a fly. I don’t know what I am..
I do know that lately I have been paranoid. I have an intense fear of this world and its people.. One moment though I see the beauty in life, and the connection between everything.. then I see the destruction and the pain we inflict upon ourselves and others.
I just finally got off this shit that has robbed me of 2 years of my life and countless monies. Still pissing blood, kidneys really hurt as I type it. But I’m no zombie no more…
It’s scary shit. Why did Suwanee Smoke in Suwanee Georgia sell me this poison?! Don’t spend a dime there.
kill me plz
Having ADHD is like making a scientific breakthrough, studying it, writing journal entries and then shredding them all and burning them before they’re published for peer review.