haha! i don’t use drugs from any dealer with a prescription pad or no pad.
seriously, weed isn’t a drug and never will be like whiskey and sugar. in fact, sugar is more of an addicting substance than refined cocaine. but, lets hope coca cola doesn’t take elon musk advice to put it back into our drinks or maybe other opioids into our sugar supply. — https://nida.nih.gov/publications/drugfacts/cocaine
but, sadly i wasn’t able to use even alcohol and weed while driving truck but come on truckin is a lifestyle choice. so we cowboys of the road have too much to reflect on but that means looking into the past and forgetting the present hoping the past won’t be like the future.
but, after consulting with doctors denying my grief of being a victim of abuse, neglect, rejection, sexual assaults surviving by the grace of god.
whiskey like all alcohol is a spirit, or liquor, and as i been told a truth serum. haha! and alcoholics speak lying truths, unlike other drug addicts, like tweakers honestly helping you fnd your lost item they stole for their last fix so they can get their next one. crack or coke heads, err… a better class of addict in the drug scene. but, i will never understand why the dealers put opioids in a stimulant such as fentanyl. come on! i guess why coke isn’t popular because these better class addicts know when dealing with a dealer if their dealer laced with some type of downer like a tweaker would never know. hence, the demand for drugs have really gone down to those coke fiens exposing the crooked dealers for such practices. if only tweekers were as smart earlier? we wouldn’t have lost so many.
stick to weed – stativa for mind upper
yes, weed is pretty freakin great for body aches and artritis when using indica but, stativa is like speed without the side effects other than the munchies but indica has that effect more. haha. stativa can cause laughing hysteria psychosis. but, then, i always found life as a comedy. type of drama or other art form the chief object of which, according to modern notions, is to amuse https://www.google.com/search?q=comedy+definition&rlz=1C1GCEB_enUS1085&oq=comedy+de&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUqBwgBEAAYgAQyBggAEEUYOTIHCAEQABiABDIHCAIQABiABDIHCAMQABiABDIHCAQQABiABDIHCAUQABiABDIHCAYQABiABDIGCAcQBRhA0gEINDA0OGowajGoAgCwAgA&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
finding humor in tragedy but life isn’t really that tragedic
i guess why we use alcohol as some type of chemical reaction to our problems as we alchemize such. but a little goes a long way though. but, sadly alcoholics eventually become abusive when the pain of guilt trips from their abusing bully starts blaming them for their lot in life. and in my case, make me the scapegaot to the worlds problems trying to slander my name and lying to mental health professionals that then diagnose me with multiple dsm 5 shit to then, all of them asking, “how can we help you?” err, to be frank dumbasses, “you diagnosed me and have the college education to treat me, so how can you help me with said diagnosis?”
doctors are stupid
my first diagnosis was adhd and the drug was meth pills or some form. geez, a child born in the eighties around the coke fun knows about drugs before his time. oh, to be bullied by my so-called tweeker friends when they find out that i have meth pills.
i learned its better to give than receive. so, pleading the 5th amendment, i confess giving my meth pills as a form of a peace offering to free myself from being assaulted either physically, mentally, or sexually.
denying is not lying – sexual assault
we deny because of the grief of the pain or the knowledge of “sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.” this is a true rhyme as being the little HFASD kid when i first heard this, I think to myself, yeah but eventually those slanderous lies will entrap you in your web of lies and one more lie will have the whole world crash and burn.
do you want to hurt yourself?
sadly, victims of bullies commit suicide because the pain and perhaps the fear is so great its the better way out. but fuck it, its like fishing or hunting when surviving being a victim of abuse for 44 plus years and mental health just scams the american people, even the world to persuade using psycology but will never allow thier patients the inappropiate questions that come along with said psychology. so, what happens when this patient negotiates knowing the psycho analytical abuse of their power apply more logic with unconditional love mainly to them selves to give such commitment to the downfall of the fuckin liars that place him or her there in the first place. hunting is fun but the kill is the trophy. hopefully its not an actual kill of blood but a engineering the restructioning of abundance for all living as the legendary hero with many mocking titles.
so now i must write
writing sucks as you get the time to fill in the details that dumb ass therapist and doctors don’t listen to you and call the speech rambling. oh, the educational system of the world has failed society. but education is a business to indocinate thier students of psychology and hoping that they don’t get caught with certain innappropiateness to enslave the less fornate into human trafficking and persuade them without using sexual words, “don’t you want to be happy?” “are you happy?” to which my response is, “if you don’t see my smile and ask me these, then, what are you saying i need to do to be happy if i need to change my behavior (of non sex) from to what so i can then be happy as you think i shall be pleasing to all of humankind?” and i get no one needs to be pleasing and don’t belittle me with that question. to the point being proposed by my husband to love my son after 13 years of this LGBT CBT shit and I am not allowed to as my CBT how two husbands are to love thier son. Haha! i replied to such proposal with a question, “idk jose, how do 2 men marry so you can fuck my son?” jose’s respnse was, “idk i am not gay.” err now, i really confused especially me still “ruminating of my husbands proposal as if he never had to even propose.” err, finding humor to write “husband” still is cracking me up writing this now. and the word ruminating as if is such a loving desire to be having a threesome with our son as one of my Mother uses this word ruminating.
one of my sisters used to be cross-eyed. err, being cross-eyed is not a physical ailment but a way of looking at you like wtf you want to do to me pervert or i know what you been through because i may have gone through something similar. shhh! girl, it’ll be our little unspoken secret.
and then girl code
i hate the saying, “bros before hoes.” first off bro, girls ain’t hoes, and second if you rather have your bromance then, i’m out and rather stand the girls especially the LGBT propaganda of “love is love.” read the following blog for such an illicit question. err sorry not sorry for the blunt truth of such.
if you love me you’d let me fuck you
ugh, i need some fucking weed not you fucking me boy. haha! boy…
let’s not and say we did… drug of choice
actually, my drug of choise is music and why i change my dream of being a musician to a more practical one in high school to trucking. as blast the sound down the highway.
speed or weed?
i have to choose speed over weed any day. err, not the crystal but the adrenaline of a two-wheeled vehical called a motorcycle. i have a dilemma of choosing the bike for me right now. more to come which bike i would love to own. one of my father forbids me to ride though. i think its really jealousy thing though.
or music addiction?
yes, i created a 12 step for this addiction as a comedy i have to write again though so i will have to update this blog post too later as with this whole site.
well, time to work on my books https://atomic-temporary-215236165.wpcomstaging.com/shop/ a few i posted for any to preorder
Portofolio for Jared Edward Harden 
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