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April 5, 2006
On the verge of a priapism! Warning signs said so. On the bottle. What the eff is this stuff. I feel like particles are missing and the only way to put all the pieces together, to MAKE them come together is to build up a concentrated pipeline to a release. Now put this pipeline under a religion. It will burn, it will consecrate with rage. My head is stuffed like dough. My anger rises. My illness persists. Evil snatch. Missing pieces. Drug cocktails. Bloody nose. Ringing ears. I have flashes of seeing things that aren't real come to life. Delusions....