the GANGE
this supernatural feeling can only be of itself and never, not even for the microenismatic second...fuck i forgot what i was gonna say...the gange does this to u. hopefully people in the world every world not just this one can hear me thinking if the man spielberg can kisss and i so kissed my dad goodnight and he was mad. weed is good not in the morning but at night so i figured out how i'll wwrite my philosophy papers in school...smoke the gange and wala this is pure philosophy from the thing in itself which is something that cannot be percieved from our natural state of sense. bu i cannot deny the unjustified evidence of Mr.Parker Barker HAHAHAHAHAHAHA sthats so funnny
this keyboard is so amusing i'm gonna hit the bnonge. fuck ya. this is awesome.i can think i can breath i cn health air out in of my asmusing fascinating soul
ok if this joiurnal entry films out on tomorrrow i'm gonna fuckin flip cuz that means everything i said to people when i was high was true and i'm so fucked up. i was eating this cherry and nectarine and DAMNN my taste buds were like bitching i'm serious i can taste every specticle spacticle spectacle of the fucking fruit i tjhink the weirdest portion of the weed is that i feel like i can do anything anywhere with anyone i'm so stoned its not even funnny fuck i dont even know ho wi'm typing so much shit. the gange makes u all philosophical. dude if i did weed the rest of my life i'd be an idiot like that fucker who is orthodox. Only fuck heads do weed every day. dude seriously i have a 2 second memmory watch....1.......1......2..2.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2..22.2.2.2.2....................22222222..........................................................................................2........................2...............this is so fucking amusing fuck me so leee pick a fucker in the hole and fuck her fu. ok so today was awesome i'm stoned as fucker and i dont feel philososophical all now. like in the essence of the motion in the ocean bioligcally speaking Darwinism is perhaps the modst comperlling arguemnt. ok now for calculus...figure u mathh buffs out there might enjoy this is awesome...how is the limit of (1+(e/x))^x equal to e. i shall tell u because the mighty mighty stonerhead knows the ways of the clan and the jungle so please my pepito is a feako freako. AND now ladies and gentlemen i welcome u to the mind of a mathematical physicist nuclear scientist. damn i love edo. i dont want to say it ever again.and so ladies and gentlemen i'm not sure if i said that already whatever here it is: take ln of both sides so it now becomes xln(1+(e/x)) = lne = 1 then do ln(1+(e/x) = 1/x then take the derivative of both sides giving u fuck it i'm too stoned and tired to figure all this because i start thinking in tangents and end up in completely different calculus problems and memory problems. so please say no to drugs kids. fuck i'm bored i wanna watch a movvie or something maybe woody allen will seem evcen funnier on weeed. i wish i could jsut stop thinking for a second cuz i'm tired and want to sleep or eat or BOTH AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH munchies fuyck ya i'm kak la up do phikous seeminlgy so my philosophy on life is that the horrible happene every other second and the miserable happen every minute and u never fuck around woth peoples heads cuz if i find out EDO is fuckin doing shit with other girls and is using me or something i'm gonna blow up with tears and fucking punch myself till it hurts so much i cant stand cuz there is no one a guy can be so nice and perfect man i wish i could control my stupid feelings about this shit. my dad is angry and i hate this feelings of righteouness killing in me like birds out of land and so i close my eyes and type but i forget that oi cant type with my eyes closed ionly if this works will i trust the power of weed and the beach onb a closed sent of sense ong i am typing with my eyes closed and uet i feeel like my sense aare so alert and read to type to thin to breath can u belibe the sifnivcance of this herb when i cay give me more giver me more give me more can u bleive i'm tping all of this with my eyes closed and not positiins my fingers bit kist oing with my instincts it works better when philosophy hits ur mind like a hirricane wiuht wABES AND GODS AND water I;M SO SORRY I'M SO THIRSTY OK SO WHEN I SAY I FEEL LIKE A FODES I CAN SAY THAT I RRELLY WAS ONE BECAUSE WEED CAN MAKE YOU NAYONE U WANTS TO be even marilyn monroe who is my idol except i want to hgave paris hiltons nbpdy. but marilyns face onmh i can hearing upi breathing i can feel the tpyes of numbers and litttle siemthing is taking ocvver me and i i dont know wjhat it is i cant stop typing out all my feelings i have yoo many of them and i cant breat any more and if i cant breath then i must die why do i like to speak of death so much becaise i am depressed and no one cares i tries calling people and seeing of they would tale. thats the end of that if i dont stop typing soon my hands with fall offf with my brain and blood and guts and all the pain u caused u son of a bitch i dont want this day to end because tomorrow i will realized what i've done and how i am a bad person for doing this and everyone will be so mad at me i dont know i wish i can take it back cuz i love talking to edo when we're both sober. even tho last time whatever i forgot what i was gonna say i wonder if this ever stops and i wwonder if anyone has ever posted an journal entry this long in the histpry of live joournal and if not then i shalt be the first cleotppatra dude i can ttotally feel my dogs licking tongue but its like a dream now everything is dream like like i can fly i beliebe i can fly i believe i can fly i believe i can touch the sky. I think about it every night and fay i believe i can float. doesnt matter if i'm gold or hrey. o o babt it feels so good . sgabop shabop. wow he is so romantic he brought me a lowe i'm in lovr i'm in love im on love i'm in love. i type better when i fdont pay attention ro even care about what i'm doing like right now.my hands feel dry. no liquid. no life. just dry pulsating hands. can u believe i wrote this much all because of weed. now i can write novels and philosohy anf foreign fulms and every kind of literature because i finally can speak my mind. concentrate on any and all siubjects and subjegate love to the only man i love and that is u baby. btw robby is leaving to israel for 4 years goofd riddance..my foot feel asleep and i can move it right now. wow my feet hurt i'm gonna go eat and then go to sleep and maybe watch a movie I NEED TO STOP BABLING ON ABOUT STUPID SHIT DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
OK GOODNIGHT
this keyboard is so amusing i'm gonna hit the bnonge. fuck ya. this is awesome.i can think i can breath i cn health air out in of my asmusing fascinating soul
ok if this joiurnal entry films out on tomorrrow i'm gonna fuckin flip cuz that means everything i said to people when i was high was true and i'm so fucked up. i was eating this cherry and nectarine and DAMNN my taste buds were like bitching i'm serious i can taste every specticle spacticle spectacle of the fucking fruit i tjhink the weirdest portion of the weed is that i feel like i can do anything anywhere with anyone i'm so stoned its not even funnny fuck i dont even know ho wi'm typing so much shit. the gange makes u all philosophical. dude if i did weed the rest of my life i'd be an idiot like that fucker who is orthodox. Only fuck heads do weed every day. dude seriously i have a 2 second memmory watch....1.......1......2..2.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.22.2.2.2..22.2.2.2.2....................22222222..........................................................................................2........................2...............this is so fucking amusing fuck me so leee pick a fucker in the hole and fuck her fu. ok so today was awesome i'm stoned as fucker and i dont feel philososophical all now. like in the essence of the motion in the ocean bioligcally speaking Darwinism is perhaps the modst comperlling arguemnt. ok now for calculus...figure u mathh buffs out there might enjoy this is awesome...how is the limit of (1+(e/x))^x equal to e. i shall tell u because the mighty mighty stonerhead knows the ways of the clan and the jungle so please my pepito is a feako freako. AND now ladies and gentlemen i welcome u to the mind of a mathematical physicist nuclear scientist. damn i love edo. i dont want to say it ever again.and so ladies and gentlemen i'm not sure if i said that already whatever here it is: take ln of both sides so it now becomes xln(1+(e/x)) = lne = 1 then do ln(1+(e/x) = 1/x then take the derivative of both sides giving u fuck it i'm too stoned and tired to figure all this because i start thinking in tangents and end up in completely different calculus problems and memory problems. so please say no to drugs kids. fuck i'm bored i wanna watch a movvie or something maybe woody allen will seem evcen funnier on weeed. i wish i could jsut stop thinking for a second cuz i'm tired and want to sleep or eat or BOTH AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH munchies fuyck ya i'm kak la up do phikous seeminlgy so my philosophy on life is that the horrible happene every other second and the miserable happen every minute and u never fuck around woth peoples heads cuz if i find out EDO is fuckin doing shit with other girls and is using me or something i'm gonna blow up with tears and fucking punch myself till it hurts so much i cant stand cuz there is no one a guy can be so nice and perfect man i wish i could control my stupid feelings about this shit. my dad is angry and i hate this feelings of righteouness killing in me like birds out of land and so i close my eyes and type but i forget that oi cant type with my eyes closed ionly if this works will i trust the power of weed and the beach onb a closed sent of sense ong i am typing with my eyes closed and uet i feeel like my sense aare so alert and read to type to thin to breath can u belibe the sifnivcance of this herb when i cay give me more giver me more give me more can u bleive i'm tping all of this with my eyes closed and not positiins my fingers bit kist oing with my instincts it works better when philosophy hits ur mind like a hirricane wiuht wABES AND GODS AND water I;M SO SORRY I'M SO THIRSTY OK SO WHEN I SAY I FEEL LIKE A FODES I CAN SAY THAT I RRELLY WAS ONE BECAUSE WEED CAN MAKE YOU NAYONE U WANTS TO be even marilyn monroe who is my idol except i want to hgave paris hiltons nbpdy. but marilyns face onmh i can hearing upi breathing i can feel the tpyes of numbers and litttle siemthing is taking ocvver me and i i dont know wjhat it is i cant stop typing out all my feelings i have yoo many of them and i cant breat any more and if i cant breath then i must die why do i like to speak of death so much becaise i am depressed and no one cares i tries calling people and seeing of they would tale. thats the end of that if i dont stop typing soon my hands with fall offf with my brain and blood and guts and all the pain u caused u son of a bitch i dont want this day to end because tomorrow i will realized what i've done and how i am a bad person for doing this and everyone will be so mad at me i dont know i wish i can take it back cuz i love talking to edo when we're both sober. even tho last time whatever i forgot what i was gonna say i wonder if this ever stops and i wwonder if anyone has ever posted an journal entry this long in the histpry of live joournal and if not then i shalt be the first cleotppatra dude i can ttotally feel my dogs licking tongue but its like a dream now everything is dream like like i can fly i beliebe i can fly i believe i can fly i believe i can touch the sky. I think about it every night and fay i believe i can float. doesnt matter if i'm gold or hrey. o o babt it feels so good . sgabop shabop. wow he is so romantic he brought me a lowe i'm in lovr i'm in love im on love i'm in love. i type better when i fdont pay attention ro even care about what i'm doing like right now.my hands feel dry. no liquid. no life. just dry pulsating hands. can u believe i wrote this much all because of weed. now i can write novels and philosohy anf foreign fulms and every kind of literature because i finally can speak my mind. concentrate on any and all siubjects and subjegate love to the only man i love and that is u baby. btw robby is leaving to israel for 4 years goofd riddance..my foot feel asleep and i can move it right now. wow my feet hurt i'm gonna go eat and then go to sleep and maybe watch a movie I NEED TO STOP BABLING ON ABOUT STUPID SHIT DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
OK GOODNIGHT