I'm in a hotel right now, a little drunk. I don't know what to ask so I figured I'd ask yous this...

I'm in a hotel right now, a little drunk. I don't know what to ask so I figured I'd ask yous this. I'm not right in the head, I think.. I'm good and I think I'm sane legally speaking but it's a work in progress and I can't really talk to anyone about it.. I think I've got somewhat of a grasp on it. Idk fuk yo. I just want to talk to someone right now. I'm in fucking montana doing some shit. Someone tell me everything is good, or bad. I want to interact with someone. Ask me anything.

What's up. I wanna interact with someone too. Why aren't you right in the head?

What do you think or do that makes you feel you may not be right in the head?

Im high as fuck OP, bout to go get a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios

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kek
ur mentally retarded

Thanks man. uhh.. How do I put this I'm assuming this is the same person.

I think that I have multiple comorbid , interacting , mental illnesses. I think i'm bipolar, and I might have mpd, autistic somewhat and almost definitely am a psycho but I'm working on that. I think that I can be good. I think I'm becoming better. What's weird is that I used to be able to unabashedly be super charismatic and get my dick wet but now I'm just overthinking every little interaction . I feel like my brain is going to explode every day. It's just too much so I choose to tune out and not interact because it's easier..

I'm

Nice yo. Hold it down over there for me.

You should go get diagnosed then because when people say "I think im (list mental illness)" to anyone other than a doctor you sound like a douche. Chin up otherwise.

Shut up you little faggot. You can't even put a sentence together and you're most likely a fat slob, go fuck yourself.

I went to a party at a motel and went out to smoke a cigarette. And the neighbor had their curtains open so you could see in the room.

The dude was like Seven feet tall. He looked like the dude tiny on the movie "the Devils rejects" He was jerking off with a bowl of cheerios on his stomach.

I went in to call my friends to look. He'd stroke, then eat. Stroke, then eat. He did it for a few minutes then he heard us laughing. Walked over to the window. Glared at us. And closed the curtain to commence the masturbation

Hey , I know it man. That's why I don't and that's what I've been doing for my life. I'm just drunk and in a hotel and want to shoot the shit. Also I don't really want to talk to a shrink because I wouldn't be able to be honest with them and if I was they would lock me up, so yeah.. If that makes me a douche I don't really care honestly. It's not like I know any of you anyways. I'm a douche and a prick and a faggot and everything under the sun. But I'm also smart and one pretty motherfucker. It's more of a matter of balancing those out and not offending people.