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It’s Aldi (sorry)

Like the body of Christ, but the body of Selena Gomez.

These are both pretty good convos not gonna lie

But then the username would be four_factorial

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4! = …Wait, that’s literally the point of the post this time

I am thoroughly impressed with this. I’d like to try it out at some point!

Hell. Fucking. Yes. Me as fuck.

He’s an adult but still goes “mieeuuuuu” usually, so clearly he just wants to say he loves everyone

Oh, it’s an actual line. Huh.

When you walk, you focus less on your thoughts, and more on your surrounding environment. For me, it’s almost like I become an animal–but capable of speech. I’ll become observational, and focus on my movement, with few thoughts. I consider this a part of my therian identity–I also begin to glance around and tilt my head similarly to an animal. That’s just me, but everyone should do their best to embrace what just feels right.

Indeed, I also lose track of what I’m saying quite frequently. I don’t feel bad about it, since it’s natural. I’ll simply say “I forgot what I was saying”, see if the other person remembers, and carry on with something else if the subject is lost. It’s bound to happen when the brain is under such load.

Try simply sitting outside, and meditate. Practice mindfulness–observing thoughts, instead of trying to engage with them. Eventually, thought loops are likely to become less common. I did this with DMT yesterday, and found it to be quite a successful excercise.

I’ve gone from rolling on the couch shouting “DUUUUUUUUUUUUDE” for 3+ hours on 50μg, to full, intelligent conversation on 150μg/300mg LSDXM. Have faith in your ability–practice makes permanent.

My parents know I’m something of a substance expert. They used to be anti-drug, until I demonstrated maturity in use. They know pretty much everything, and my father even took me on a hike while I was on 200μg of LSD, 100mg of MDMA, and a 50mg edible. I vaped DMT during the peak.

Not your average substance user. I even had upper body spasms during the DMT session due to low magnesium, and somehow managed to tell my father the spasms would pass–bit of a scare.

Forget sober sitters–I’m literally a sitter of sober people.

I’ve mastered keeping my cool (salvia floored me, but that was an accident so it doesn’t count). I can even be in public with no suspicion (that was the LSD/MDMA/THC trip). Closing in on 4 years of an impressive track record.

They enjoy my discussion–I get very clever, and very sweet. Especially on MDMA.

I enjoy life to the fullest extent possible. I’m also healthy. They couldn’t argue.

I was mostly talking to my father, or having really bad nystagmus at the start. But yeah, I rawdog psychs (including LSD, DMT, salvia if that counts), and mostly enjoy my internal conversations.

I’ll also just sit outside. I love sitting outdoors, and chilling.

KITTY!!!

Nothing, actually. I don’t really listen to music all too much. I’m trying to make it more of a hobby since I desperately need more engaging stuff in my life.

Fire poetry 🙏🙏

God dammit

I posted the boy, who is a cat, but the sister might be an SCP