Thank you for not freaking out too badly when I reveiled to you that I am a chimera, a human-canine, and that I have involvment with the aliens.

@MougyWolf This is a common scenario, albeit not usually with the bestiality twist. I don't condone bestiality, but I'm not here to judge you. Let this be a lesson to you; you can't trust anyone with information that can threaten your freedom. I'm sure you realize that now, though.

@SW-User This I realize now. I used to realize it, but the drugs really did fuck with my head. Another lesson learned, I never want to do meth again, ever!

@MougyWolf Yes, please never do meth again, and don't associate with people who do either. It's no good at all, and there are much healthier ways to catch a buzz.

@Doomflower they are just pushing me forward for further check ups, testing my piss for illicit drugs (which I am free of), and apparently arranging more therapy, with a different therapist. So far, it's been like a sort of detention hall for adults, where they scope you out, this "Mental Health Court", I mean, it's just like detention hall, I swear, same vibes.

To be honest, I don't really plan to GO anywhere, but at this point, I give zero fcks about what they do with me. I'm lonely as fuck lately, missing my dog, I'll take any company I can get, and if that means cops or inmates up my ass in any which way, so be it. I don't care. I refuse to worry. I have worried my whole god damn life. I am through worrying about what the future holds for me.

Leave me to my own device, stick me in the pound, euthanize me... *shrug* I don't care. I know that my dog and I touched eternity. I know that he will always be with me in spirit.

5o and the mob alike can do what they wish to me, they will NEVER take it away from me, for as long as I am.

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