Over the last 2 weeks, I started a cashier job, went to a 3 day electronic music festival (driven to NY mostly by an unlicensed driver), broke a 50 day T-Break, slept in an airport, went to my grandma's funeral (she was 94), discussed research chemicals with my stoner line cook cousin, got my name put on a federal watchlist, got my depressed best friend to check into a mental health facility, visited one of my best friends in the emergency room after he fliped up with drugs (he's fine now) and learned that my business partner's old gang got locked up for attempted murder (he didn't snitch but he stayed out of it, which is why he's clear legally yet hasn't been shot himself)
...what the flip has my life become? I swear I'm flipin emotionally numb to everything compared to the sheltered-butt fake woke (oh man, people call me an SJW but at least I'm sincere and realistic about how government and policy reform works) suburban sillys at my college. It's kinda ruining my empathetic sensibility (also the fact that I can't relate to the majority of those boring privileged butt mothercluckers doesn't help). If I have kids I'm raising them in a goddamn city, flip the notion of growing up in Whiteypicketfencia I ain't raising no helpless basic jerk.
To someone who doesn't know me I feel like some of this crap sounds weird or wild but my autobiography would be boring as flip. I mean, I'm on this site, that makes me a flipin nerd doesn't it? I haven't even driven a car or gone past oral lunchyet.
My friend invited his old middle school buddy to this rave we're hitting up on Saturday and it's this guy I did protesting/lobbying with during high school (he's never done molly so he decided to go). Small world.