ScHoolboy Q said it best:
"THrow a loc your pussy, girl, you knowing tHat your nigga faded
Can I Hit tHat pussy way I wanna wHile tHis record playing?
Put my tongue in different places, play a game of Operation
Like, na-na-na, la-la, la-la, you get wHat I'm saying
No metapHors, notHing like tHat
I'm keeping it straigHt to tHe point witH you
So, I'mma put tHis dick up all in-side-of-you"
Better. But happy that I get to go to bed again soon.
Its probably time to call that new psychiatrist. My counselor said that probably since the prozac is still in my system my body is still confused and is well- its not making its own serotonin yet but it IS suffering from the decrease in the synthetic stuff so that Im at even more of a loss than I would be if I had never went on that stuff to begin with.
Like. Naturally I make 1 serotonin. The drugs help me make/make 2. My body goes on vacation because it doesnt have to make any itself- so my body now is making 0. Ive stopped taking the drugs but my bodt is still confused. Have .27492747284 left of what was from the drugs I took a long time ago. And my bodys making 0.
So now instead of the 1 I would naturally make- I have less and less as the prozac continues to leave my system.
Yeah. Thats overly simplified and perhaps not even correct but its the narrative I created after that being told to me.
Anyways. Im ok now. But excited to sleep soon because sleep is just so pleasant- especially on my drugs. I have the coolest fucking dreams.
"Note that the word “mute” (from Latin mutus and Greek μύειν) is regarded by linguists as an onomatopoeic formation referring not to silence but to a certain fundamental opacity of human being, which likes to show the truth by allowing it to be seen hiding."
- Anne Carson