I just need to fucking rant.
I know this is my manic depression breaking through so I'm not going to worry about it but...

FUCK ME, I HATE EVERYONE AROUND ME
Well, excepting a few people. But I really feel the need to get away from everyone and everything.
Every little thing that people do around me is annoying the hell out of me. Very small, trivial things but still, they are grinding on my last nerve. Bad manners, bad humour, bad vibes.
MARGHGSFHI!BPSDKFNFKN!
Why, why, why, why do I get like this! It's not even like this is due to any kind of narcotic, it's just my brain beating itself up from the inside. Maybe I should just write some terrible angsty...

Well, I have decided to join the high society in keeping a blog every now and then. I say this but it’s incredibly likely that I will just write 1 or 2 entries then forget about it.



My Bill has a real desire to air his thoughts about his plans to explore the world of narcotics. He says that he thinks he knows what he wants to achieve through his experimenting. He loves the feeling that E gives but is trying to make sure he only buys pure MDMA in the future and also the thing he loves more than anything is hallucinogenic substances, even though he has only tried Shrooms and Ket. LSD and DMT look very appealing now. There aren’t a lot of things readily available to...