I'm a freak

Leftover fried catfish for breakfast

Been sitting covered in cast iron frying pan since the day before yesterday. Tastes fucking amazing. Cold. 

I'm going through something. Physical changes. 

My brain doesn't quite know what to make of it. It's not really complying. 

I can't take certain things. Things I agreed to months ago whilest drunk. Like flying to Portugal. Nope. Won't do it. My health is too fucked? Maybe I don't know. 

Anyhoo I'm just not. 

Not boozing 

Not smoking 

Not drugs

So what? Wgaf 

Go tell it on the fucking mountain

Not smoking is the like hardest.

Every particle of my body cries for a cigarette every time I turn sit stand think move breathe sigh shit eat pretty much all the time. 

Please replace my 

Endorphins 

Seratonins

Neurotransmitters

Why can't they do something like that? Why the fuck can't they fucking do something? They probably figured it out years ago but their research was purchased by RJ Reynolds and buried. Inside job. Chemtrails. Weather manipulation. 9/11. Kennedy. Who killed Epstein?

See, brain fucked . 

Turn on the tv vhf

UHF 

Channel 54

KOFY