you can microwave bacon

i love when getting a few bucks, getting a gram of weed , smoking some, and getting pics of my own spots is all done in one trip #blueribbonfuck

I love my cat, but especially love when she finds me veggin' and lays with my fat ass so i can pet her

cocoa krispies with creme brulee creamer in the milk+mudslide ice cream

I love when the only light in my apt is my retro tetris lamp, my terrarium, and the very first subtle morning light. the perfect time for tumbleweeds and wearing the cat around my neck like a scarf.

I love when I'm eating something and realize I still have all the ingredients to make more

soundcloud.com/c1991 the first track is some garbage that hacked my acct -_-

exactly. shmallow creme reigns supreme. smores 4 L. I have since graduated to buying brownie loaded ice cream and adding a bunch of shmallow fluff from a big ol jar.+the grahams 10/10

Ben n Jerry's Phish food + Golden Grahams x_x

well, this thread is dead as can be apparently, but just in case anyone is reading... i walked out of my room the other day because troy, my retarded old eroommate was threatening the female owner of this place im stuck in. he was screaming at her in the kitchen "IM GONNA HIT YOU SO HARD" i told him "fuck no you arent" and the owner lady kinda stepped in between us, when this old piece of shit tries to take a swing at me, and grazes my eyebrow slightly. She made him apolgize(i think), and by the next day, he's trying to bum cigarettes off of us like nothing

aaand now ive crossed in to my fifth 24 hr period without sleep. for the second time. who knows, i could break the record tonight -_-

crazy shit, guys. i wish you all the best. nothing drives me crazier than losing money, especially when its literally lost. thanks for sharing. I'm stopping in to say that after 2 failed attempts at having a sleep medication appointment(failed transportation, and sick doctor) I am now on my 4th full day/night without any sleep at all. It makes me fucking furious, and even now during the day, I cant have a simple nap, despite feeling tired sometimes. On a lighter note, I now have a potential "shitty" job waiting for me when I get out of here being a clerk in a convenienc

ughh i hate when people use that joke^ "come on, karen we know"

well, the drug tests coming up will take place on a random day of the week. I have to call the facility every day, and if it happens to be a "purple" day of the week, i have to truck my ass to a completely irrelevant part of town and piss in a cup. fucking bullshit. As far as I can tell, there aren't any new challenges aside from not having my freedom. If i had that, it would be same old same old: find a job, make money, find place to live. I overall feel fine and feel like i don't need to be here at all. it makes me angry every day. fuck 2019

thanks, dudes. I was starting to think i typed all that for no reason in this ghost town.

last august, i suffered a life threatening injury. i had a "brain bleed" and cardiac arrest. my heart was stopped on one side, barely working on the other. apparently i had methamphetamine in my system, which is something, simply put, that i would ever even try. my dad found me on the ground of the bathroom, almost dead. i spent months in the ICU, being kept alive by machines. (thanks, science.) i remember none of the Intensive Care Unit or how any of this shit happened to me, but somewhere in the mix, i had ought a bicycle, and fil