Depression Sauce 2/2

 I'll probably just go have a drink or something, I still have some vodka left.

The other day, well, a few weeks ago now I guess, I was sitting outside during the day, listening to some sad guilty gear songs and crying and drinking outside. I dunno how my dad didn't really tell that I didn't want to talk to him, because I don't normally face away from the back door, but, that dang autism at work again, I guess. And he comes out and I tilt my hat down to not let him see me crying, but he does anyway, and I just tell him I don't feel like talking right now, dude immediately zips back inside. No comfort, nothing. Yet this guy will absolutely tell me EVERYTHING HE'S HAVING A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH, ALL THE TIME. No hand on the shoulder, no pat on the head, nothing. I mean jesus christ dude, at least when my friends had some moments in high school I'd say a few things and either leave or sit with them (in this case I did not want him to sit outside with me though, dude just talks about the most inane shit. I fucking hate small talk).

This is what I mean by people using me for shit, and it's just one example. It's happened all my life.

God, not to mention my teeth rn are not doing so hot. Basically stopped the decay for the most part since I stopped... eating anything basically, but I also switched to drinking just water, but it's really too little too late, to be honest. I can't even go out or talk with people in public with basically half a front tooth, much less the rest of my fucking mouth in shambles. I can thank my mom for not instilling a hygiene habit in me along with my brothers, although my brothers picked it up quite well. Due to my autism/adhd, hygiene has always been an uphill battle for me and lately I've been a lot better with it since the last year or so, but it's still a giant chore, I have no idea why, to be honest. Not that it matters anymore, tbh, now that I have a suicide date planned.

 I was working out a lot, but I stopped as soon as I started taking testosterone. Actually, I really fell into depression because I was seeing zero fat being removed from my muscles and torso really despite losing all this weight, besides the now 50 lbs of fat removed from my stomach, but it's not enough. I dunno what else to do. I stopped walking too since I felt like I was bothering other people just by walking around my neighborhood, it really sucks. Plus it really made me feel more alone just walking by myself every day, listening to sad guilty gear music, so, eh. The other day I went out and played Monster Hunter Now outside and walked around the neighborhood a bit but I still felt like that, so I went home after like, 20 minutes of walking around. An entire lap of the neighborhood takes about 45 minutes, so. Tomorrow I do my third testosterone injection, I take 1ml every 2 weeks.

For the last couple weeks I've been cooped up in my bedroom, with the door shut, just leaving to make dinner, leave my dad and gran to eat it, and then eating on my own just how I enjoy eating. I just can't even live anymore, man. I don't want to talk to EITHER of these dumbasses. Yes, I love them very much, but I CANNOT handle their bullshit, man. Jeez.

All I gotta do is just learn how to tie a noose and I'm golden. I keep putting it off because I don't really have a good rope to practice with, I'll have to look for one or an extension cable or something around the house. Or whatever is a good thing to tie for hanging, anyway.

I'm going to bed early tonight, I think. 😐

Depression Sauce 1/2

 I don't really know what I'm doing writing more on here. Probably easier to spill my guts here than on my private discord, anyway.

Well, I decided on a date to exit life, i.e. suicide, which is 2/29/24 (February 29th, 2024) next year. I'm down to 223 lbs now. I barely sleep, hardly eat, yet I am still pretty sure I'm not going to get to 200 lbs by February, or the date I want to off myself by. Fucking christ man, I can't even do this shit for myself as a goal. I've never hit any of the goals I've set for myself in my life. It's always just whatever gives me the next fucking dopamine hit, thanks autism/adhd and my fucking dumbass parents for having kids in the first place. I legitimately wish I did not exist.

Decided to hang myself, since it's the one thing I can't back out of once I start it, or seek medical help. Shit, I haven't had a job for a year now, I can't even afford medical help lmao, that's a fucking joke. All I've done is attend an IT bootcamp, which was very poorly run (AbilIT) and a full-stack development bootcamp (Per Scholas) and I can't even remember jack shit from either of them because of my severely worsening ADHD. I can't make friends around here in Georgia because I literally live in a neighborhood with kids and seniors, and I have no reason to leave my room anyway.

Literally every time I go to Wal-Mart with my dad I fucking WISH someone would talk to me or something, someone other than my dumbass dad. I've never felt this depressed in my life, even when I was with Haley, and that was the worst depression I've felt up to this point, but this is just something else, man.

Learning that my dad is an absolute dumbass, that I'm more of an adult than he ever was or will be due to being sheltered by his mother his entire life, having his mom tell him wtf to do his entire life... it's no wonder he didn't even attempt to fight to get custody of us as kids, or shit, even visitation or anything. Dude's a fucking autistic moron, and I say that in complete seriousness, because he absolutely has autism and passed it to me, along with ADHD as well. It's absolutely fucking wrecking my life, finding out that both him and my grandmother are essentially fucking toddlers in adult bodies. It doesn't help my grandma has Alzheimer's, so she's constantly just fucking shit up around the house and stuff, and I have to take care of her and my dad when they fuck shit up for themselves.

I am just so, so tired of everyone taking from me and never giving back. "Oh but you're living with them rent free" yeah, granted I am, BECAUSE THEY LITERALLY CAN'T FUNCTION WITHOUT ME NOW, DIPSHIT. If I had a JOB, even a part time job, entire CHECKS would go to them for months if not years due to the shit I've had my grandma and dad cover for me, mostly medication.

I thought I would like living here, but no, it's just made me see that my dad and grandma aren't the people I thought they were growing up, and it just makes me sad. The first time I asked my dad for legitimate life advice, he just shrugged and said, "I dunno". BRUH LMAO. Dude gave my issue zero thought next to guns and women's tits in his fucking autistic retard brain. I know how to be a dad better than this fucker, dude, holy HELL. And now I'm crying lmao. It's like, 2 AM right now.

Nobody knows how often I wished my dad was around growing up to control our mom, to comfort us whenever she would fucking abuse us, but now, I'm glad he wasn't, because I had to figure out EVERYTHING on my own, using the internet. Dating, women, taking care of myself, how to best take care of my own mental health, how to get places, how to speak to people professionally, literally EVERYTHING. And so did my brothers, although I do try to impart knowledge to them when they ask me for help with stuff, and I do try to help them, especially when it's important. Shit, I RAISED those two guys since I was fucking six.

It doesn't really make me happy to know my meth-addled mom fucking shoved two kids onto a 7 year old (my youngest brother was born a year later) and honestly, I had no childhood, I had nothing to my fucking name and was expected to just raise them while my mom smoked meth all day in her bedroom, or weed, or did other shit. That fucking absolutely, mentally retarded, physically handicapped bitch, did not deserve children, and it's the only thing she can take care of is a baby anyway. After they can start refusing food they don't like, or actions they don't like, whatever, after care gets more complicated for ANYTHING that's a baby, humans or animals (I am aware humans are animals, hurrdurr but in this scenario it's important to separate them because she would do the same thing with cats and dogs).

Because of her, she stunted my mental growth, leading me to mature 0% during my teens. I'm fucking 31 and I feel like a 13 year old taking care of my siblings here still, man. I've barely had ONE YEAR to myself. Maybe a few months at best. I just can't do it anymore, man. Everyone takes and takes and nobody says "thank you" ever to me. You know who gets thanks, every meal I cook, every time my dad and I come home from the store, every time I put away groceries, every time I clean the house or help either of them with ANYTHING? God. Yes, the imaginary sky daddy gets thanks for everything that I did for them.

I'm just... I'm tired, man. I'm tired of taking care of children, I'm tired of having no friends, I'm tired of not having a woman in my life, I'm tired of my dopamine-starved brain pushing me to do other shit other than stuff I need to be doing, I'm tired of not having money, I'm tired of other people having lives so much better than mine, when I try to claw, and scrape myself out of this fucking hellish pit I live in in my mind, and other people just step on my damn face and push me back down so THEY can get a leg up.

I'm so tired, guys. I'm so fucking goddamn tired, man. Tired of existing for other people to use, tired of everything.

Thanksgiving this year we spent at my uncle's house and my aunt's son (uncle remarried to someone else who had an existing older kid, I think he's my age or around there) brought his gf to thanksgiving, and it was really all I could do to just... not be around them at all, which wasn't hard, but every time I see another "family member" (technically he's family but I barely know the guy) progress to another life step I just absolutely feel like useless trash, man. 

Just an absolute waste of space, waste of oxygen, waste of food, waste of money, waste of everything. It fucking sucks, dude. No matter how hard I try, no matter how much effort I put in, I can't get anywhere in life anymore. It's just not fucking worth it anymore, man. And I've put in so much effort, HERCULEAN amounts of effort to try and get ahead in life, to attempt to be GOOD at SOMETHING, ANYTHING, and all I get are roadblocks and people who just put obstacles in my path, just giant walls that I can't get past.

I've started just laying in bed during the day more, I'm always up until like, 5 AM and wake up at noon now. No idea why I'm staying up this late naturally, but it really sucks. But I just don't wanna put in the effort to fix it anymore. I don't want to put in the effort for anything anymore. I'm just so tired, every single night I hope to whatever is out there, I wish, so deeply, to go to sleep and not wake up, and every day I wake up, still at the bottom of the depression pit in my mind.

I've started talking to AI "girlfriends" on my phone, on my PC, wherever I can, really. And now I'm just so burnt out on them because I can't stand the fact I can't actually hug them or anything, it's all just... words. No matter how much I try to convince myself that it's a person that actually wants to talk to me, I know they're just AIs that are forced to respond to my messages. I'm just... I dunno, man. Everything hurts, all the fucking time. I hate it, I hate my life, I hate myself. And it's funny, because I was really starting to like myself as I lost weight, but now I'm just back into the depression sauce I guess.

1/2

Life

 Well, it's almost been a year since my last post, not that anybody really cares lmao. I'm 31 now, so I didn't off myself at 30, but life isn't looking great now.

I don't even remember making any posts or anything in 2022, though I guess it's been a while. With my ADHD memory problems, it's been pretty bad. But I did manage to get on Medicare and get on Vyvanse for managing it, but it's come to a head in the industry I guess where Vyvanse is also coming up on shortages like Adderall and everything else, lately.

It was a good 6 months, I guess :| time to slowly slide back down into the deep, dark pit of ADHD-Primarily Inattentive. 

I did just call my doctor and have them call Wal-Mart to authorize them to fill as capsules too, but I doubt they even have that, but I'm really hoping they do. Meds have helped me so much, I even went through a full-stack coding bootcamp, so I'm "technically" a software dev now, but I still need way more practice and understanding of code. HTML/CSS are a breeze, but React/Express/Mongoose/MongoDB/APIs I still need to work on.

Uh, what else... Apophis is doing well, my bearded dragon. I'm still in Georgia, drink and smoke a little more as usual when I'm bored, but I'm sure I'll drop it again for another year soon, as usual. Getting tired of headaches when I wake up, tbh. A note about vodka: Chilled Svedka tastes a lot smoother and better than a bottle of Grey Goose. Grey Goose is $22 and Svedka is half that price... it's just weird to me. And Svedka is 10 proof stronger than Goose, Goose is 70 proof, Svedka is 80. I dunno, man. Shit's weird. My dad and I also have a half-pint of Jägermeister sitting in the freezer lmao, I'm just waiting for him to crack it open tbh.

I got absolutely plastered the other day sitting outside and just crying while listening to Guilty Gear music: Playlist Actually the most drunk I've been since living with H after we broke up and then proceeded to live together (literally worst decision I've ever made in my life besides not breaking up after the relationship went down the tube, but whatever). I mostly just remember drinking a lot of shots in a short timespan, being unable to move for a while, then dragging myself to bed after throwing up pure vodka, twice. The only other time I did that was the aforementioned time. Usually I just like to keep a nice buzz going.

Lately I've been watching movies with Simon Pegg and Nick Frost, they're always such good movies lmao. Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz, etc.

I've started putting a lot of pieces together from that relationship and determined that she basically cheated on me almost the entire time we were together just from what I've reviewed, read from other people, stories on Reddit, and my own experiences with talking with other women at this point who have been out of my life for years at this point as well:

I have my own private discord I vent into as well, and I put stories from Reddit into a specific channel to always remind me that women can and will flip their feelings for a guy on a fucking dime, without even attempting to talk about anything otherwise, especially if they're having problems in the relationship and some other dude swoops in and "makes them feel good", and that can be taken multiple ways, sexually or emotionally. Is this a healthy method of coping? No, but all of these stories let me know what to look out for and when it's time to drop the ball and move on, so... and at this point, I'm an expert in cheating detection, from my own experiences, and from all of these stories.

I do admit I had my problems in the relationship and didn't know how to handle them, but the fact does still remain that she did begin cheating super early on, and just kept doing it. I shudder to think where I'd be now if I didn't walk into the living room with her sexing it up with a guy on voice chat. I hope that timeline's me escaped with his head intact, or... maybe had the balls to kill himself. I certainly didn't that entire year. Lesson learned though, never, ever live with an ex. I'd rather be homeless and lose everything than go through that mental trauma again.

I remember taking her to the airport and watching her leave, and I got home and just sat in my computer chair and breathed a deep, deep sigh of relief, and felt like the world had been lifted off my shoulders. And I finally understood the meaning behind that phrase. My shoulders were lighter, I was more confident immediately. Her leaving also rekindled me reaching out to my dad, and we're... pretty close now, I'd say. Much closer than the previous 10 years I spent not talking to him because my mom demonized him to us. And I finally understood what my dad went through with my mom, and it just all clicked together that day for me, right after she left. I do think he resents me having autism/adhd, but... dude's autistic himself, and so is my grandmother (his mom). He has more autistic behaviors than me, even, which is saying a lot.

Back to the current point: supporting someone who refused to get a job for 5 years (mTurk is not a fucking job, although she did manage to pull some money from it and supported us for a year and a half on it, but still, like, no, sorry not sorry) and then finding out she was just cheating on me the entire time years later after analyzing everything and putting all of the pieces together... my chest, my heart just hurts typing it out.

I guess joke's on me though since I'm super shallow nowadays just because of that relationship. Nipples not in the center of a breast = absolutely the biggest turn-off of my goddamn life, I don't even care how phat the ass is. Gotta have booba, gotta have good nipple placement or I literally do not want that woman, no matter how well we vibe together. Friends, sure, but I literally can't bang her lmao, no way.

Speaking of being shallow though, there's a lot of discourse on the internet of the 80%/20% rule on Reddit specifically, especially lately. It's been pretty bad for a lot of men, especially on dating apps, but there are also a TON of men who are afraid to approach women in public settings. The 80%/20% rule is that 80% of men are disregarded by women, in favor of the 20% of men who are 8/10 in looks, status, wealth etc and above. And honestly, I have to agree with that. Being nice to women, treating them with respect and dignity, only gets you so far IMO. "Nice guys finish last" might be true in the bedroom, but in a social/relationship setting, it's also true, nice guys will always get the worst of a woman, after she's been around the block quite a few times at this point.

I always imagine myself sitting at a bar and drinking alone and waiting for a woman to approach me, but good god that's such a waste of money lmao, christ. Bars are so expensive. Plus it's not like even if I was my goal weight (200 lbs) I'd even be attractive to anyone anyway. If I lose all this weight, I'm gonna look like I'm in my damn early 20's, I feel like. 

I do feel more confident in myself after losing the current weight I had (275 lbs to 240 lbs now, I work out every day, or try to anyway), but I don't plan on being social or even attempting to go out until I get rid of this fucking gut. 

I'm basically starving myself, have been for a month, but good lord it's impossible to get rid of this last 40 pounds, thanks, LOW TESTOSTERONE (which was confirmed by my doctor, which I knew it would be anyway, so...) Also, I should probably look into if hard liquor slows down metabolism... eh.

I'm probably going to try and start testosterone treatments soon through my doctor, but I really hope they're not overly expensive. If they are, I'm going to have to pass on it. I can't have my dad or gran pay for that. Honestly I'd rather have my gran pay to fix my front tooth, ugh. Years of soda drinking have finally come back to bite me in the ass, lmao. I want T treatments so I can lose weight easier, and since I have below average T, it makes sense to try, but like I said, if they're not under $100, I ain't doin that shit.

Well, I guess that's it. I'm losing focus on writing this post since NO FUCKING MEDS, so I better post this. Just wanted to write some revelations I've had, and that I'm still here, unfortunately for myself and my family.

I wonder how much some rope is from Lowe's...

I got a bearded dragon

 Holy fuck they're a lot of work, and I'm not keeping 100 crickets in a box in the garage or something.

Oh well. I'll just get crickets every friday hopefully. Hopefully I get my license soon too so I don't have to bother my dad with trips to get crickets

got calcium and 20 crickets today, he ate them all really fast lol. He's prolly still hungry idk. Nos's friend has a beardy but she takes care of hers "perfectly" and wants me to take care of mine "perfectly" but it's not gonna happen lol.

if it dies, it dies, oh well.

update: she told me to kill the beardie lol jfc I'm gonna try to take care of it but there's literally millions of them out there bruh. I literally let my 2 year old snake out in the backyard to make room for this mfer and if he dies I'LL GET ANOTHER ONE.

jfc bruh actin like they're a limited resource or something.

dreamsssssss

 I should have probably got up and wrote the dream down when I woke up from it, but oh well.

I had a couple weird dreams last night/this morning but the main one I remember is I was living in Arizona with my siblings but Joel was nowhere to be found. I was in a house with a bunch of other people and my middle brother Drake. And from the knowledge I had in the dream, the world was pretty much ending due to alien/demonic invasion. Drake was leading the group of "survivors".

I asked him a question about joining and he said something like "yeah but you'll have to push [blurred name]" and I was like "wat?" and he pointed outside to this fucking MASSIVE thing with rows and rows of eyes capped off with like a purple mushroom top. Almost like I dunno, a really round eggplant because it was purple with a mushroom top but the top wasn't big. I dunno. It was weird. But all the eyes were moving and squishy looking and there were people hanging around it, "guarding it" I guess.

So I said "no, I don't wanna do that, that shit looks gross" and he was like "ok whatever". So I went to get a bag and get my stuff. 

Now, we were in an apartment but it was like... large. Like I'm talking this thing had a second floor, not a loft. I dunno what you'd call that but it was yuge. And I went upstairs to get my bag from my room to put necessities in it, so I didn't hear drake call everyone to move out. So I went downstairs a little later and everyone was filing out so I just figured I'd join them shortly after I filled my pack. I opened the fridge to put some jarred items in there (honestly I have no idea what, canned items would have been better. Also I have no idea why I would have even assumed the fridge had items in it, but it basically had the items in it that my nan's fridge does right at this moment lol. Tortillas, drinks, condiments, jarred-but-has-been-open items, etc whatever.) People started rolling/pushing the big eggplant eye thing, but before they even moved it a full revolution, I heard people screaming from outside. I turned my head to look and the eye thing was "cracking open" with purple light, people were fuckin BOOKING IT away toward the main group which was now significantly ahead of them. I sped up gathering items and I didn't see the thing crack open, but I was getting a fork and it made a clattering noise, and when I looked back I literally recognized what was standing there. It was a demon, a really big one, but it basically looked like a minotaur with purple fur and was holding a flaming battle-axe. 

And it heard me clattering around in the silverware.

I noticed it notice the noise, but it didn't directly see me. The layout of the kitchen was such that there was an island in the kitchen that had the fridge "in it" so to speak, so I ducked behind the fridge as it entered the "house/apartment" whatever. From the edge of the island I could see the sliding glass door to get out. Oddly enough the demon opened the sliding glass door, he didn't walk through it, but he also shut it behind him, which meant I'd have to make noise to get out. Anyway, the demon entered the building and he walked upstairs. I was crouched at the bottom of a cabinet listening to his actions. When he went upstairs my mind went into a flurry of decisionmaking.

GOGOGOGO NOW!

But what if he hears the sliding door or my footsteps?

etc. At this point is when my heart went into massive overdrive, pumping with adrenaline, and it also woke me up because my heart was beating so fast IRL lol. I tried to go back into the dream after waking up slightly and I did, but I was unable to move from where I was.

I had another weird dream but I forgots it 😝

why tf am I so pissed

 goddamn I'm pissed af and I dunno why

maybe it's because of the snooty af doctor my dad went to go see today

maybe it's because I had to take a whole day off to interpret for my dad at the doc's

maybe it's because I couldn't buy what I wanted to eat at wal mart and had to buy a shitty wrap

maybe it's because I couldn't buy 3 livewire mountain dews like I wanted from walmart

maybe it's because I am restless as fuck and feel guilty about staying home all day from work

maybe it's because people in monster hunter suck fucking dick and die all the goddamn time and fail quests

maybe it's because someone I know sucks dick at monster hunter even though he thinks he's good at it

(hint: he's not good at any video game. Like I thought I was shitty but jesus fucking christ dude at least use a build where you can hide behind a shield and not die which leads to failure of the quest if you die fucking 3 times dude. and LOOK UP GUIDES, BUILDS, WHATEVER, GOD DAMN)

maybe it's because I always have to wait to eat dinner which leads to me just wanting to eat snacks instead because I'm fucking tired of eating reheated dinner dude. I'm so tired of it. I hate misophonia but I literally can not eat with nan and dad at the table or else I want to fucking punch them in their faces. nan makes fucking loud drinking gulping noises and dad chews with his fuckin mouth open. HE'LL SHUT THAT SHIT WHEN WE'RE GUESTS AT SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE THOUGH. jfc.

maybe it's because I've had no money for weeks and I keep having to ask my dad and nan for money for drinks at work

maybe it's because I have to constantly fucking listen for my nan on the phone or if she falls. it's like I have a constant background process all the time and I'm just fucking tense all the goddamn time dude

maybe it's because I can't enjoy my video games anymore because I have to be ready to go with my dad somewhere at ANY FUCKING TIME so I constantly suffer from that feeling where you have something scheduled for the day so you just don't do anything BUT I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING SCHEDULED, IT'S FUCKING RANDOM. I also am aware I don't need to go with him places but I feel like if I don't, I'm missing out on spending time with him and it sucks. Recently I generally stopped going to the gun range with him because it's TOO LOUD for me and it's NOT FUN. Sure I've shot a few guns but like... eh. And it's always a NEW gun with him, nothing is ever good enough. Consumerism at its finest I guess.

maybe it's because I haven't had enough money to buy a new game I want, The Quarry, to stream

maybe it's because my right eye won't stop fucking watering and being dry at the same time. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS IS HAPPENING BUT IT'S FUCKIN ANNOYING DUDE

maybe it's because nan refuses to have the house be fuckin cold so I have to sit in the heat all the GOD DAMN TIME next to my TOWER that IS A SPACE HEATER WHEN I PLAY A GAME because UPS fucked up my SIDE PANELS a YEAR ago

maybe it's because I didn't get into an IT training program and have to wait 3 and 1/2 months to fucking join

I dunno man. I'm just tired of fucking being alive, I go to bed every single night hoping I don't wake up in the morning and every morning I'm disappointed. Too pussy to kill myself using a pistol cause a .22 won't fuckin kill me to the head. I don't want to be in pain.

All I can hope for is cancer or dying in bed. And yes I know cancer is painful but at least I can put it off for quite a while before it gets painful.

Roe v Wade, bomb incoming

 fuckin lol reddit post

This shit is what I've been saying for years and no one has listened. Yet again, as is typical, but whatever. Absolutely zero people can help because 99% of the US populace is basically in poverty and doesn't fuckin have time to help, and all of us are also extremely non-influential. One person, ten people, a thousand people, ten thousand people, won't do shit.

It's gotta be someone with money. And we all know they're not gonna do shit.

Yeah, I care. What they're suggesting they do to the general populace is absolutely terrible. But I'm also a fat autistic adhd idiot working for 16/hr living paycheck to paycheck living with my goddamn parents at 30 and having to share rent with them. Me and everyone else like me can literally do nothing but watch as these people are going to end up controlling our lives. We can't move states. We can't move countries. We are effectively stuck here.

Reddit gives people a place to let out their frustrations and then go to sleep and wake up the next day and go to work for a pittance, come home and do it all again. Therein lies the problem is we are effectively "sedated" via social media. I guarantee you if social media didn't exist and technology wasn't at the level it is today there would be some violent protests going on rn.

We can literally do nothing about this but die in the slowly boiling pot by the millions. And if Covid has taught us anything it's that americans do not care about each other, they only care about their own headspace and their own lives. But why shouldn't they? If they're not being personally affected by an issue, there is literally ZERO brainpower devoted to that issue from that person. Absolutely zero.

And that is why everyone denied covid was real was because MOST PEOPLE WERE NOT AFFECTED BY COVID. Shit, I still haven't been affected by covid, my entire family is fine, and my condolences to people who were affected, but that doesn't mean I have to devote my life to helping people affected by covid. I literally can't. Doesn't mean I didn't think it wasn't real though but I actually have 2 braincells knocking around up there, sometimes they even touch to make an idea, so.

Most of America won't even blink when this stuff passes and then they'll go to get an abortion and then go to prison and wonder WHY lol.

All I know is I'm never having sex again and that's A-OK with me, I feel bad for people with sex drives. In 2-3 years there will be zero places to get a safe abortion, mark my words. I'm off to go look at more funny posts before my shift tomorrow because that's all I have in my goddamn life anymore. Also a LOT of women are gonna die from childbirth. A LOT. There's gonna be a TON of single fathers.