Who are you fucking people, even? Why am I sitting here defending myself? There are no substances here, not even legal ones. My “dealer” drove me to get my bag (of clothing! From a different hotel.) and then left. And you fuckers are standing there, putting all this self hatred into my ears for what is officially the past. You’re talking about opportunistically seizing upon the abuses I’ve suffered to inflict more abuse. You do this, and then wonder why I’m paranoid and don’t want to be around people. You all fucking suck, you’re bereft of sound reason and empathy. Jesus fucking Christ. Why am I the one who has to defend myself? Onlookers, open your fucking eyes, stop listening to what you’re being told to see, and SEE.