Well, I am lacking motivation and am depressed but thats not my problem. I drink too much, tripped too much and ran into some WEIRD shit. Don't trip too much if you've already fucked your life up. It's finally getting better. Ever try to poke your best friends eye through the back of their skull because they were attacking you with psychic magick from hell? Neither had I! Finally saw him again; he said it was primarily his fault. HIS fault?! Be careful out there all you crazy kids. Beware the Nephilim. (and I can't get laid- waaaaa!)
Yeah, it is a bitch. I mean, we're way over that whole thing; even better friends now! What a crazy winter that was. Totally ruined my concept of reality for a year. Now I'm at mom's house in the middle of nowhere, trying to work construction with a ruined hand; like having a toothache in my hand forever. Just gets more and more painful and bent. And I have full blown Kundalini Syndrome- wikipedia it. No help for me. Totally fucked. Tripping forever. AHAHAHAHAH! Kill me now! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!