huey landris and the following of ME by Gangstalkers

i bet you thought this would be one hell of a read based on the title

im deep down dopesick, aka waking up from my kh2 roxas/sora style hibernation, i wonder if i will ever be able to coalesce the Real sober alice with the Fake and Scary on fentanyl/meth alice.

Who Am I?

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im listening to xavier wulf, bones, suicideboys...

jay is stamping around huffing etc he is so racist that he doesnt let himself enjoy the gems of modern white rap... sad. im just racist enough to want to blow up the power grid/be proud of my race.... smh

real old being left to rot in hotel rooms with no indication of my next human contact/being prohibited from spekaing to any other human without being accused of either lying or cheating

been loyal the whole time while he macking stay constant...

smh smh

shake my head over and over but i cant shake the haze, the numb, the nothing

i said i wouldnt ever go hollow

i used to be so bright and free from these self imposed chains

how to escape my own homemade love-driven nightmare? how to force myself to believe a fallacy? how to come to terms with my own and my loved ones mortality? how to believe in god/afterlife? nothing is certainly something, right?

.....right?

How Little We Know of the True Form.....