Oct 30, 2007 10:56
We Build Strong Kids
I have started that antidepressant called effexor that you see on the commercials on Tv. It's not making me nauseaus (whoa spelling) like the last one I tried so I have some faith. The russian is keeping me on like, half the dose of the normal theraputic level because of my size but I want to be like "yo man, my brain is beyond my size. Gimme gimme" because, you know, wanting to jump into traffic and do stuff dumb and have incredibly dangerous, promiscuous sex is just driving me into lockdown so I don't do such things. Like, yo dudes, this shit just ain't gonna fly. You realize that two years ago, right around this time I made my attempt to walk with God and Kurt Sir Vonguts? Uh huh, but instead I got to walk with a girl who went crazy after two of her friends killed themselves, a 13 year old who had been doing a 43 year old and some huge black chick that just wanted to kick everyones ass. Bout damn time the mood stabilizers and the antidepressants and all those huge fucking pill bottles did their goddamn job. For real, my brothers and sisters.
And I should be doing my homework. Oi Vey