fucking pigs have me so fucked up barely functional. know im on some kind of psychotropic. full of rage. i hve to go where im not around people want to go off for verything. severly autistic. tried to go to eyeglass mart. overwhelmeed by alol the glasses. that means im autistic--whem im overwhelmed by all the thingness of things. literally cant stop hundreds of pairs of galasses invading consiousness. typing with eyes shut/ too much info coming in via stimulus. in additionto the autistm, i have lump in throat hard to swalllow. very dyspetptic. indigestion even tho i can hardly eat. i eat in small ilil amounts even tho body is hungry, stomach cant take food.
all good, too sick to write today, but in my mind i kno9w what i want to write . kepp me drugged up you fucking pigs because every time i can write i am going to tell the world what FUCKED UP EVIL BASTARD PIGS YOU ARE. got dream hacked nite before last. too sick to write it, but remember it. i will write when i can. i dont mind being hacked you fucking agents of evil machine. the more you hack me, the more i learn and know about you, and the more i learn and know about you, the more i despise your agents, your agenda and your actions. give me more knowledge so i can fight you more. too fucked up to do anything today but know what is in my head.
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