>>16784267Unironically, this is me replying to myself. Please do not do drugs. I am a worthless junky. Believe it or not, I'm in one of those positions that rappers rap about, that movies get made about. When I was a child, I dreamed of being a gangster. I remember trying to teach myself to make a shank out of a tin can when I was 8-9 because I thought I'd inevitably go to prison (I did at 18), turns out we don't have cans in prison. Who knew? I'm naturally not going to elaborate or explain much here, but birds stopped being anything special, and I have and can afford mostly anything my childish 'hood rich' mind can want, I'm emotionally stunted and stuck at some point in my past, as a child with Mommy issues, and despite being this figure of relative importance in the underworld of my shithole nothingburger state, I'm miserable. The only people who I see are the people who want something, and it's impossible to meet new people because of Operational Security, and because they don't give a fuck about you, and will only exploit and use what bits of you they can. Or do something ignorant and get caught up, and turn on you that way. It leads to some funny moments, though. To me, I'm a loser. To losers, I'm an aspirational human.
Also, I'm a crossdresser (Just like Boston George, lmao) and the juxtaposition of the violence, and capacity for violence that reassures and backs as a currency the business world, the wannabe gangsters that will come and almost grovel, suck my dick, go along with whatever random bullshit I say (because I like to see how far I can push these idiots to agree with me), and think I'm this hard guy, I do my makeup and wear panties in my off-time, and I'm fucking good at it. Go figure. Anyways, don't do drugs. Stay away from drugs. If you're from my state, and read this, you probably know me in some capacity.
