"if these drugs were legal and regulated, taxed, and doled out in set proportions, overdosing would be damn hard to come by. in this day and age i think that most of the illegal drugs could become legal and regulated. and what is stopping them from doing it?
it is my assumption that girls like domineering, territorial boys. true men aren't either of those things. true men, do not cheat on their wives. just because a few BOYS do not see the repercussions of their actions doesn't mean the rest of us fellow men don't. i say screw that type of man. most women know nothing but stupid, petty, injudicious things about boys. you know nothing of manhood.
a good part of many males "downfall' is the fact that our senses are so dumbed down. we have replaced olfactory, auditory, even visual senses with the powers of our cognitive process.
taking a break from geometry. forgot lunch money. wishing for better weather. hoping for time travel. working towards wellness. falling into nothing. using half sentences. communication seems pointless.
try: fail. succeed. whatever. it will still fall upon deaf ears. no one wants to listen when all that they have to say is regurgitated bullshit from somewhere else.
in solitude, one seems endlessly caught up in thought. thoughts barrage the psyche. relentlessly demanding attention from the unattentive. our minds aren't occupied by ourselves anymore. the tedious events of life burrow their way inside. unwanted nuerons flash. thoughts come unbidden.
more and more, i start to truly believe that maybe most of us don't deserve to be here, either because they are too busy following all the stupid rules set in place by whoever, or they are too locked into whatever routine that got them here.
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throughout the ages humanity has conquered many things. we have conquered our lack of knowledge. from the caves we have tools and clothing. from there knowledge soon had become something "valuable," something better not to share, unless something of equal "value," would be traded.
i don't know what it is today. i feel worn down by the sands of time. they have been scraping me a long time now. the winds that power them have grown ever stonger. cutting away at myself. a little piece here and chunk there.
