You can see the Black one easier in this shot..your pheno just overwhelmed her in the pot.
NC..were you here when I made the metalic Silver cross..?..have you ever Seen her..
I wasn't, But I thought about what wonders you must have been working whilst I was staying stagnant like old water. But, Better safe than sorry I've been told.
I've grown a bit more chill and mindful of the world around me while i was afn awol, I took a few trips to come to terms with a few things that were haunting my soul. No matter how happy the environment it seemed like I was miles away looking in on myself and hating what I saw.
I had the good fortune to acquire some 2c-e and a quarter lb of top shelf shroomage. So for a month or so I stayed in my hunting cabin miles from nowhere and took trips into my soul to weedout what ever it was that made living a chore. After 26 days of trip a day rest a day I came home with a new colourful outlook on life and what it meant for me.
That is until I figured out what planted those seeds in the first place... My mentally abusive father, I know I know cry cry rite? Everyone wines that their father or mother doesnt treat them rite but my stories could make a coroner cringe.
Theres nothing like being 13 and told that you'll never be worth the shit on your shoe or the spit at your feet. Most ppl would have strived to show otherwise but me, well I figured if the people that i love and are supposed to love me say that I'm nothing than hey maybe their rite.
I'm 25 and still fighting this battle within myself, Some days you'll find me curled with knees to my chest pondering if my family may actually be better off if i just disappear into the void.
I had what was the one and onlything that made me feel whole, Made me feel loved and needed. A very beautiful girl with piercing eyes and loving caress, She made me forget my self pitty and I lived only for her.
Got engaged after 12 months of live in trial, One night we got a little to caught in the moment and today makes 6-1/2 months pregnant with my child. I am so frightened that I will not know how to be a good father, I was never taught.
I'm scared that once this child is old enough to think for itself that it will see whatever it is that my father sees in me that makes his heart go cold and tongue like a lash.
I'm always just one step away of the cliff, I have somewhat normal productive life on one side that still doesnt seem fit to my father and on the other side is the most terrifying thing that I will ever see or know and that is throwing my hands up and going down the road of a junky that is just hoping for relief as soon as possible but it scares me because I am not very sure what that relief is.
Time to take clonazepam and my suboxone, I can tell by the empty feeling that I have skipped my evening dose.
Marijuana is the most fantastic release for my psychi, I fear i'm at the door of lunasy and when the knob starts to turn I fear that I will not have control of what lies beyond.
It is deff over due for a brain cleaning, 45mg 2c-e just down the hatch...
I'll be in the hands of the universe for the next 36 hours or so, I just hope I get what I need while I'm there. Could use some karma my way guys, I fear I'm slipping a bit and hopefuly the 2c-e will guide me through my deepest being helping me find my purpose and I need to see that I am Good I need to know that i'm not just a knot on an otherwise perfect log throwing the whole thing out of balance.
I feel it coming, time to visit the mind of Ryan and rerun some circuitry change a fuse or 2...
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