I kid myself into thinking meth was just my better version of instant coffee and that as long as I don't get euphoric off it, I'm staying sober.
Meth speaks to me. I call it holy communion with the kamikaze and imperial spirits because it was discovered in the land of the Kami (Japan) 1919 (same year Mussolini discovered the fascist party) and called Philipon which means "love for work". Meth motivated kamikaze pilots and it was their final meal via injection. Meth motivated Banzai bayonet charges when ammunition ran out. I feel I can transubstantiate the crystals into Shinto holy communion with the warriors of Yasukuni Shrine who preferred death rather than surrender and died with prayer for the Emperor on their lips.
I want to love work and before covid 19 took my job, meth made me love work.
I don't want to do meth anymore. But when I'm sober I'm lazy and angry and not kind to people like I am on meth.
I told my caseworker ill go to treatment if someone takes my spiders in.
I don't want the drugs. Caffeine is the most abused drug in the world and a cousin of amphetamine, so I thought a little meth is not gonna harm me anymore than the quantity of monster energy drinks I was consuming. I thought moderation would be possible.
Who am I trying to kid? It does motivate me and improve my work performance when I had work. But I think it isn't my friend or I've just been abusing it rather than just using it to go fast and wake up.
I love to listen to methamphetamine. Crystal speaks and inspires me, makes me feel close to the loving dead, puts me in cemeteries all night long and feel connected to a society of spirits people, even had me going to mass twice a day.
Do you think I need rehab?
I like a little weed but it messes with the committee in my head main-qimg-87baf3cff6f0ad7a65581a5d82dc87c0.jpeg
Meth speaks to me. I call it holy communion with the kamikaze and imperial spirits because it was discovered in the land of the Kami (Japan) 1919 (same year Mussolini discovered the fascist party) and called Philipon which means "love for work". Meth motivated kamikaze pilots and it was their final meal via injection. Meth motivated Banzai bayonet charges when ammunition ran out. I feel I can transubstantiate the crystals into Shinto holy communion with the warriors of Yasukuni Shrine who preferred death rather than surrender and died with prayer for the Emperor on their lips.
I want to love work and before covid 19 took my job, meth made me love work.
I don't want to do meth anymore. But when I'm sober I'm lazy and angry and not kind to people like I am on meth.
I told my caseworker ill go to treatment if someone takes my spiders in.
I don't want the drugs. Caffeine is the most abused drug in the world and a cousin of amphetamine, so I thought a little meth is not gonna harm me anymore than the quantity of monster energy drinks I was consuming. I thought moderation would be possible.
Who am I trying to kid? It does motivate me and improve my work performance when I had work. But I think it isn't my friend or I've just been abusing it rather than just using it to go fast and wake up.
I love to listen to methamphetamine. Crystal speaks and inspires me, makes me feel close to the loving dead, puts me in cemeteries all night long and feel connected to a society of spirits people, even had me going to mass twice a day.
Do you think I need rehab?
I like a little weed but it messes with the committee in my head main-qimg-87baf3cff6f0ad7a65581a5d82dc87c0.jpeg
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