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- It took me about 5 years - the time since I thrown all psy-medicaments into a garbage - to feel the pleasure of easing down. I am sorry to all women out there for letting off that easy, but I couldn't stand the shape and sight of my body for a decade or more. I used to be a sportsman, my hood is still basketball, and I love women. I miss my only love Marrissa and my little G - I still can't reach them.
- Thus, amps (injections and drops) or cristalic matter stuck up my muscles (the legs and the back and intestines), causing me to feel like I want more air, I loose too much power over physical moving (walking, grabbing, working with my body). I, also through all of it, lost several hundreds sleep-overs, that is, I couldn't sleep at all in the night or the day. After some time I could't breath and I felt like I was dying. This little vid is for the revival.
- - I am still saying "pleas no, not the doctors" but my folks keep on pushing me to the corner demanding me havocly to meet some. I know doctors are no good, because they really care little about normal people, and like I have said before, they have caused the problems mentioned. I dare not taking any amps of theirs (i.e. haloperidol) and those stupid pills, since pills make my waters to burn after what I am highly exhausted.
- I get on recovering myself from chemical/metabolic disfunctionings which, later, had huge impact on my masculine problems and vasculine, or, muscular system on which I sufferred injuries such as cramps, spasms, stiff legs, purging, perspiring problems, slight pressure changes, ulcers, overweight, dislocations of organs and other. I've been put in, by my parents, in a slightly ridiculous situations (pervasive ones)