After kissing that luscious skinhead boy who cried in my lap when he found out he was HIV positive I think I thought I was dying of AIDS for three years. After that it was a brain tumor that led to an ulcer. And now I taste something sweet. I think it's been there for a while and when I meditated on the JH Experience my clogged third eye received the message that I might be diabetic. And this time I mean it.
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