Ugh

So I haven't written on this site in a while.

I haven't had anything to say to this pocket of cyberspace. They've made my mind so blank that I have to spend hours studying and relearning myself because I'm in the same reality that I usually am and have to survive. I'm pretty much relearning everything I knew anyway, what little that was. I didn't know much of anything anyway. I just observe everyone and usually don't say anything until I had to ink out like an octopus to survive. I don't know why they're doing these operations. Nothing's changing. And world peace. Sure, they'll get there one retard at a time, by framing us for their own careers.

Nobody really goes anywhere, not in the end.

You've got a million spies with nothing to do but eat of us. Then you've got Obama who is a psychopath. I don't like him. I need to join an organization and be super "speshul" too if we're going with this, or his, stupid programming. If we're going to be fascists, let's be fascists, but he wants to half-ass everything.


I feel so weak. It's bizarre. I float around reality. I'm still fighting on my front. Apathy won't ever swallow me, not until I'm dead.

I started eating a mushroom to try to help with the dizziness and floating, and it's helping, but it's also making me really happy, which is bad because it makes me go the other way. Sometimes, my Prozac does the same thing to me. It makes me aggressive. Guys, no amount of brain damage is going to fix this. You've got me on all these chemicals too that are messing me up.

I have no choice. I never have had a choice.

I figured out that I am in "Eat Me, Drink Me" ("Kaela" is at 2:01, not game) as well as "No Reflection" (I'm the hippie chick and Gail, YouTube "Gail and Putin," is Catherine the Great). Both of these are by Marilyn Manson. I remember them stalking me then too. People think I'm crazy, or they don't care because they're still in their comas. It will eventually affect you. They hope. Oh well. I used to hope back in my vegetable days.

I just wish this had a purpose, but alas, they are too vain for it to mean anything, more wasted resources, and I'm a waste of resources to the sycophants who attack young girls, disabled people and welfare recipients.



"What's all this talk of a notion/I'd rather drink from the ocean."~Breaking Benjamin It's burning Benny.

I said so :P