Bizzle

My wife has been listening to stomp n holler Christmas songs since fucking November it’s getting really old.

Steady downhill slide from 2001 onward

It’s one of my all time top 5 games, I have almost as much play time as BG3. There are a lot of whiners in the community but it’s so much fun that it’s hard for me to take them seriously. I have one friend that plays but 99% of the time I play with randoms, it doesn’t take away from the experience at all. Great game, highly recommend.

Only being in a relationship for your own sexual gratification is slack as fuck. Be with someone you actually like, someone that helps you grow.

Do you really think GTA 6 is coming out this year? I want to believe 🥲

My life is basically perfect right now except for society in general. I pretty much do whatever I want, I’m self employed so I don’t get exploited at work, my wife is my soul mate and my kids are thriving.

10 years ago my life was absolute trash, recently divorced, living in a hella sketchy basement apartment, unemployed and addicted to drugs. Don’t give up, even if you think your life sucks you can still turn it around.

NORML of Illinois and recently the ACLU

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You can reenact the first part of NYE 1969 but you have to stop when the ball drops

I’m currently fighting my city over flock cameras and I’m hearing this a lot. More people should care about privacy.

Bizzle is my legal name

If it was a song there’d be a fedi-verse

I’m in my 30s and we had a landline that we used primarily until like 2006

I spend a lot of time outside. Go for a walk or a hike or a bike ride just for fun, feel the sun, touch the grass. Hug a tree. Human beings are animals, and animals need to be outside. Read Ralph Waldo Emerson for some going outside theory, bonus points if you do it under a tree the way Jah intended.

I shave mine, cut the bulk off with an electric trimmer and safety razor whatever’s left

Jamaica.

First thing first, legalize herb

I was a volunteer fireman in a really shitty rural town. Those guys are racist as fuck they just don’t have guns with which to shoot you.

I’ve never given two weeks usually I just walk out on the job when I’ve had enough

I had made some DMT for a friend, so i had a bunch of it laying around, and more importantly, loaded in a yocan orbit that was in my hand. I was in my office chair and my wife was in bed while we were watching some inane bullshit on TV. My wife didn’t want to try it, saying that “a potion made from rainforest plants that sends you to hell doesn’t sound like a good time” which is fair so I didn’t press her, but I didn’t want to feel like I was in the way so I figured I’d rip it discreetly without her even knowing. Reality exploded, which tends to happen when you rip some DMT with no regard for dosage. I closed my eyes- meaningless, because I no longer had a physical body, let alone eyelids. When I came back, I opened my eyes and saw myself, sitting in my office chair, threads of energy connecting all of space and time, as though a curtain had been pulled back or I was perceiving some sort of higher dimension. It felt horrible and wrong but also beautiful, like it wasn’t meant for human eyes to see. I blinked and I was back, it was over, but my wife totally knew. Anyway that experience gave me a touch of the Cosmic Madness, I was pretty freaked out for a number of months and I’m scared to do DMT again 👍