Seroquel Nightmares and Dreamscapes: Fever Dreams, Journal Entry, Future Rap Song
6:02 AM Awake again at last. Brother worried too much for my delicate sensibilities and practically forced me at knifepoint/tranquilizer dartgun to just take my goddamned seroquel (insert quetiapine fumarate compilation instructions here- use diagram for chemical structure, and if you can't remember how it's produced then retract this so as to avoid embarrassing any pharmacists or doctors or lawyers) again. Apparently he doesn't like being woken up by people walking through this house acting like they own the place. I wanted to tell him it's my right to refuse service but I love my brother and I hate seeing him sad. It hurts too much. I realize I have issues and I struggle with a lot of things, but after a certain point I get so frustrated i simply MUST relieve my frustration with a simple trick: the old one-two combo: Sunworship with a nicotine device which functions well after charging up a vaporizer and dealing with a house with creaky floors. Slept well to the so