Tales of Unspeakable Taste
Tuesday, August 31, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #396: FALLING APART
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It might as well be like that. So yeah. I'm falling apart, and all the king's horses and men couldn't put me back together aga...
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #395: HAPPY FUCKIN' ACCIDENTS
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To be fair, I've been known to do this as an adult, too. I've never been much of a Bob Ross fan, not even as a kid. I was never ve...
Friday, August 13, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #394: TALES FROM THE PSYCH WARD 7
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After a while, when everyone was supposed to be asleep or trying, I went to the nurses station and requested Zofran, which I had a prescrip...
Monday, August 9, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #393: TALES FROM THE PSYCH WARD 6
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Group that night. It was kinda cool. There was a giant whiteboard on the wall, and it was decided that we were all going to work together t...
Friday, August 6, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #392: TALES FROM THE PSYCH WARD 5
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Once again sleep evaded me for the most part. But I woke up for breakfast. I was groggy as all hell, but I forced myself to get my tray. On...
Thursday, August 5, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #391: TALES FROM THE PSYCH WARD 4
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Get used to this one. I'll be using it a lot. This time the common room was full of more people. I stuck to myself. If George Clooney h...
Wednesday, August 4, 2021
GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #390: TALES FROM THE PSYCH WARD 3
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I heard the chatter of my fellow mental patients. I later learned that almost all of them were there for drugs, so I suppose the psych ward...
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