[warning, drug related thread, if you donnot affiliate yourself with drugs in any way, and/or donnot condone the use of drugs to the point where you will beat down someone elses view on the subject, leave this thread immediately.]
So I was on some weird stuff yesterday, and I didn't see anything, nor did I hear anything, I just kinda, well, thought, a lot. I was thinking, how could someone love me?
I'm the most retarded person to ever be around.
I also thought about having my future wife have as many abortions as possible, putting them in a room, and then when my kid is bad, sticking them in that room.
But anyways,
have you ever really though,
"why can anyone love me?"
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