Trainwreck Onision / James Gregory Jackson / Gregory James Daniel/Jackson/Avaroe - Edgy king of the tweens, Vegan with deformed dick, Pedo, Destroying the Environment. Serial Domestic Abuser, Served the wrong Chris Hansen.

Greg obviously knows nothing about weed if he demonises THC. CBD still contains THC, it's just a low percentage. Medical cannabis used to treat things such as childhood epilepsy also still contains THC, without any THC content it doesn't work anywhere near as well. This is something to do with the two chemicals reacting to each other I think, but I'm no scientist.

Everyone you know who's smoked weed was a piece of shit? But you didn't even really know they smoked it because they did it behind your back. You didn't actually see them high. Ever. Your problem is with this idea of complete honesty and the fact no one wants to let you control every single aspect of their life. You're allowed to not like weed, it's pretty common honestly, but this is obsessive. Dramatising every negative effect of the drug to make your point seem more valid, without taking into account the positive effects.

As a UK kiwi, weed is still illegal, but CBD is fine as long as it contains under a certain percentage of THC. However, it is expensive. Many people still choose street weed over CBD because of this. Weed has a much stronger effect than a min strength CBD oil (the cheapest option) and you're looking at over £50 for a small bottle of the highest strength oil. So, with street weed at £10/1g it's more affordable and just as or more effective for many people. It's not as easy as "just use CBD" and if you did any other research you would probably know that.
 
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it's weird how he mentions other girls who've we've never heard of before but idk that might be just me, but i feel like he's just making it up, idk. but i also find it weird that majority of the girls he claims he used to date were into horoscopes and shit and shamed them for being into it. now, personally, i don't care about horoscopes, but why would grug even date them in the first place if he didn't believe in it? it's also funny seeing him whine and bitch about they all smoked weed and were a "bad" person even tho they're literally not doing anything wrong? he sounds like a literal jealous child when writing about how much he hates weed.
 
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it's weird how mentions other girls who've we've never heard of before but idk that might be just me, but i feel like he's just making it up, idk. but i also find it weird that majority of the girls he claims he used to date were into horoscopes and shit and shamed them for being into it. now, personally, i don't care about horoscopes, but why would grug even date them in the first place if he didn't believe in it? it's also funny seeing him whine and bitch about they all smoked weed and were a "bad" person even tho they're literally not doing anything wrong? he sounds like a literal jealous child when writing about how much he hates weed.
Hmm, what other woman in Greg's life is a psychotic wannabe hippie who believes in astrology and crystals and naked health massages?

Another girl, openly says she does cocaine, tried to ruin my life, says she smokes weed to help her sleep. Says she is getting a medical marijuana card because of her "medical problems" which guess what guys, you don't have medical problems, otherwise you'd use the derivative produces of marijuana, you know, without the high????
Lol is he referring to Sarah? "I did cocaine under the supervision of Onion and Footface" is vastly different than "I do cocaine," but go off I guess.

Also, what is with this sudden retconning that he lost his virginity at 14? I thought it was 11, to that Julia girl.
 
Hmm, what other woman in Greg's life is a psychotic wannabe hippie who believes in astrology and crystals and naked health massages?

I noticed this too. It sounds like Greg was drawn to girls who reminded him of his mother but hated them because they reminded him of his mother. Freud would love to have Greg as his subject, until he starts talking about how edgy he is and how psychologists can't deconstruct his dark, twisted mind.
 
Hmm, what other woman in Greg's life is a psychotic wannabe hippie who believes in astrology and crystals and naked health massages?


Lol is he referring to Sarah? "I did cocaine under the supervision of Onion and Footface" is vastly different than "I do cocaine," but go off I guess.

Also, what is with this sudden retconning that he lost his virginity at 14? I thought it was 11, to that Julia girl.
Maybe that's when he lost his anal virginity.
Who knows at this point, from a chronic liar.
 
Greg posted a another blog
As a person in the public eye, I've found a lot of times people will come to me and say they are my soulmate... which is a lovely, cool thing... until you look deeper.

DISCLAIMER: I'm not proof reading this, there may be typos... but it's 2am and I just want to go to sleep, so I'm letting this all out... for the sake of the ZZZZZZ's

Alright... so, to the person this is partially about (a woman who is 25 years old, recently almost actually got me to believe she was potentially actually real... then... "oh yeah I smoke weed but just for anxiety" --- no you don't --- otherwise you'd use the actual medicine without the THC - what? You think I haven't heard that bullshit excuse before?), I want you to know this isn't about lashing out to hurt anyone... I don't want to hurt anyone... but normally when I do a "express how I feel" segment, it winds up hurting feelings, and I hate that. Fact is, my feelings are hurt, my heart hurts and this sucks. And yet... how do I get the message across without being as blunt and honest as possible? I gotta speak the truth, and if it hurts, well... I don't know what to say... I wish you well, I want you to be happy, just with someone like you... and I am not like you.

I would just write this privately, but I know people out there go through this, and I also want people to understand, before they ever write me claiming to be my soulmate... this just isn't it.

First off...

1. If you are my soulmate, you do not smoke weed. I know, this makes a lot of people upset with me. They say things like "Bro, it's a harmless drug bro" "Dude, alcohol is way worse dude" so... let me give you a back story.

Every. Person. I. Have. Ever. Dated. Who. Smokes. Weed. Is. A. Piece. Of. Shit.

Every. Single. One.

Let me go through a few examples...

The person I lost my virginity to when I was 14? Wound up cheating on me. She also said "I'll quit pot for you" "Pot is no big deal" "Quitting is easy" --- then guess what? She just wound up smoking behind my back, completely lying to me.

You know who also did that? A chick who said she was my soulmate, one who talked about us having past lives together... who did all the horoscope crap and convinced me there was something supernatural, even divine about our relationship.

Same chick? Caught her chatting to her friends about how much she missed smoking weed, how it was so incredible and when she went back to Canada how much drugs she would do... this is a chick I didn't even know was into drugs. Just lying the whole time.

Another chick who smoked weed, same deal. "We're soulmates" "Look at our horoscope" "Oh I won't do weed, it's easy to quit, you're more important" then - boom, right on to smoking weed. Only recently? Heard they were doing Acid too... whatever that is.

Another girl, openly says she does cocaine, tried to ruin my life, says she smokes weed to help her sleep. Says she is getting a medical marijuana card because of her "medical problems" which guess what guys, you don't have medical problems, otherwise you'd use the derivative produces of marijuana, you know, without the high????

In fact, CBD oil, heard nothing but good things about it... funny how people who smoke weed talk about all the GREAT BENEFITS of smoking it, completely omitting the fact (1) You don't have to smoke it to get the benefits (2) You don't have to get blood shot eyes (3) Your breath doesn't have to smell/taste like garbage (4) You don't have to hurt your ability to remember things as efficiently as you did before (5) You don't have to be addicted while constantly claiming you can "quit any time"

Guess what, YOU ALL say that, YOU ALL say you can quit any time, and you know what? YOU DON'T.

Now let's move on... aside from the fact most everyone I've met who does marijuana has also lied to me, cheated on me, comitted crimes &/or straight up faked their entire personality just to get in my good graces...

2. If you are my soulmate, at this point, you're pretty much dead inside. You see how COINCEDENTALLY most everyone who calls me their soulmate is 19-33 years old. They're coincedentally female and oh yeah, at the HEIGHT of the age they are programmed to reproduce at... what? SCIENCE???? WEIRD!!!!

You are not my soulmate, your biological clock is ticking and you're trying to throw the soulmate thing around because that helps maintain a long term relationship with a partner, when you unwittingly manipulate someone into believing they are meant to be with you... FOREVER. WOAH.

Sounds a lot like religion right? "Ya gotta be there for life! Because who else will raise the kids if you don't think your eternal soul is bound to me forever!!!" (I mean there is the whole... natural inclination to protect your offspring, but that doesn't work for everyone, some people need religion too, yeet)

Let's move on to 3!

3. To my soulmate, I'm married... woah! And guess what, every woman, yes, it's always a woman, not a 40 year old man, not a cat, or talking horse, ALWAYS a woman, again, of the age people typically breed at... coincedence totally... soulmates just happen to exist primarily around the prime time to forward our species..........

Anyway, I'm married... and while I'm not exactly polyamorous due to the unbearable jealousy issues that come with two female components being in the same room with each other, almost seemingly competing for the male components favor (yuck, love each other dude, not just the guy) --- but while I'm not totally monogomouse either - if you come at me with that "Hey, I love you, you're my soulmate, and your partner is cool too" vibe, it just doesn't work.

Here is a reality. I work... all... the... time. So you come in my life, the only person you're going to see most the time, is my partner, not me. So why even talk to me? I'm a workaholic and I really only want my partner to be happy... like, the idea of you loving me is great, fantastic, but at the same time, I built a castle, it's my life... and every woman before you has come along, thinking they can just steal me away... no bitch, no.

Every. Single. Time it seems. Let's do a little SOULMATE... THING!

Step 1. "Soulmate" introduces themselves to me or my partner.
Step 2. "Soulmate" shows unbearable affection when they think they are in a position to date us.
Step 3. "Soulmate" becomes an item with us... woah! Cool! Congrats!
Step 4. Partner gets uncomfortable with "soulmate" because "soulmate" is getting TOO intense with other partner (me).
Step 5. "Soulmate" ….. "Hey male component, want to leave your partner for me? Tee hee hee!!!"

Out bitch. Out.

Out. Now. Never talk to me again.

And guess what? Then "soulmate" winds up going on an all out rampage trying to ruin my life... all while smoking pot? No, rarely just pot... they just spin the wheel of illegal substances and woo hoo! Rejected soulmate galaxy adventure!

Hoooooooo…. here comes another big one...

4. To my soulmate, if you have BPD, we are not compatible. If you have bi polar whatever, we are not compatible. Wanna know why? Because when I dump "soulmates" like you, I fear for my life, almost every time. And wouldn't you know it, almost every single person who smokes pot before they're 20 years old, seems to wind up having some kind of serious aggressive mental disorder (based on most everyone I've dated) --- so scientists, might wanna check that out - because I have YET to meet a person with BPD who has never smoked pot. WEIRD.

Bottom line, the only two people I've had to lock the door at night, to avoid, because I thought they would kill me after I dumped them... that's right, both pot heads, with BPD. Scary.

Aaaaaanyway…

So what I'm saying I guess is... I'm tired of people telling me they are my soulmate... because guess what... today you say you're my soulmate... tomorrow? The next day? Shit... next week... you might just be telling me, or even the whole world, what a horrible person you magically think I am now...

And that kinda says it all... because I didn't start the soulmate conversation... you did. You all did. You all looked at our horoscope charts, talking about how the configuration of the stars blah blah blah somehow made us perfect for making babies... well... I'm sick of it. I'm tired of the games, the lies and of course, your drug addictions.

You know what you all are? Stoners. You're so doped up that you can't see straight and somehow, I'm a magnet for you people.

So really? I think this is just the thing I'm going to send people who try to say they're my soulmate from now on...

I used to believe in soulmates you know? I used to... I used to think there was a perfect person out there for me... I thought it was the person I lost my virginity to when I was 14... then she cheated on me... then she proved like everyone else, that a stupid plant was more important than our entire relationship - just like every other dumb weed-smoker proved the exact same thing when they all promised they would stop, they all promised it meant nothing to them, and they all went on smoking it, lying to my face.

I just can't do it anymore.

I don't trust people. I don't believe anything you say because I've heard it all.

So no... you are not my soulmates.

We are destined to die forgotten, we all are. This belief that there are future or past lives is an invention of your own delusion to avoid facing the painful reality that we are all mere echos of history, echos that just like our own existence become still, silent, and eventually gone like they never even were.

You are not special. You are generic just like me. We are copies, of copies of copies.

And reality check, if you don't believe me, just look at your own damn horiscopes. Why the hell do you think we are lumped into Scorpios, Cancers, Libras etc... why do you think that is? Because we are a dime a dozen. Our personality traits are incredibly common, and it seems like, if your compatable with me because I am a Scorpio, than you're pretty much compatable with every other Scorpio on Earth, which is only... I donno… HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE...

…"SOULMATE"

And yeah, I know this sucks. I know it's not fun killing the fantasy. I know it feels wonderful to be in love and play along with the idiocy of the concept of "twin flames" and all that lovely pretty shit... but you know what? That stupid shit gives me hopes... it makes me say to myself "Wow, really? Gosh this is so exciting! Maybe it's real! Maybe there is more meaning to the universe and... oh, well, pretty sure that's... yep, that's the chick who just tried to convince me I'm her soulmate fucking some other dude... didn't even get to finish my statement... she's already... yep... ok, oh she's pregnant with his baby now? Didn't even bother to tell me we weren't dating anymore? Oh... cool... yeah, soulmates... ha... suuuuper."

Just remember, to all the people offended by this destruction of idealism and fantasy.

YOU. MADE. ME.And... where I once had hopes and dreams... I now have no hopes and dead dreams... so... thanks.
Irrational hatred of weed, autistic obsession with the age of consent, very specific standards for a soulmate...

This almost reads like a classic Chris Chan rant.
 
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Greg doesn't like others using substances because it means he cannot control them fully. It's pretty hard to make a blazed homie feel bad about themselves when they're high. He'd also never use substances because he needs absolute control over himself and his environment 24/7.

Ironically, Greg would probably be so much more fucking tolerable after a joint. The fact he thinks you can just "get the medicine" is so dumb when, as pointed out earlier, it's cheaper and easier to burn the plant.

tl;dr Greg's hot take is ignorant and autistic at the best of times, but this is just reetarded and obsessive. Not sure what's worse at this point... jacking off his black and white Batman morality with a Marian Keyes word count or fucking himself in 3D.
 
Greg posted a another blog
As a person in the public eye, I've found a lot of times people will come to me and say they are my soulmate... which is a lovely, cool thing... until you look deeper.

DISCLAIMER: I'm not proof reading this, there may be typos... but it's 2am and I just want to go to sleep, so I'm letting this all out... for the sake of the ZZZZZZ's

Alright... so, to the person this is partially about (a woman who is 25 years old, recently almost actually got me to believe she was potentially actually real... then... "oh yeah I smoke weed but just for anxiety" --- no you don't --- otherwise you'd use the actual medicine without the THC - what? You think I haven't heard that bullshit excuse before?), I want you to know this isn't about lashing out to hurt anyone... I don't want to hurt anyone... but normally when I do a "express how I feel" segment, it winds up hurting feelings, and I hate that. Fact is, my feelings are hurt, my heart hurts and this sucks. And yet... how do I get the message across without being as blunt and honest as possible? I gotta speak the truth, and if it hurts, well... I don't know what to say... I wish you well, I want you to be happy, just with someone like you... and I am not like you.

I would just write this privately, but I know people out there go through this, and I also want people to understand, before they ever write me claiming to be my soulmate... this just isn't it.

First off...

1. If you are my soulmate, you do not smoke weed. I know, this makes a lot of people upset with me. They say things like "Bro, it's a harmless drug bro" "Dude, alcohol is way worse dude" so... let me give you a back story.

Every. Person. I. Have. Ever. Dated. Who. Smokes. Weed. Is. A. Piece. Of. Shit.

Every. Single. One.

Let me go through a few examples...

The person I lost my virginity to when I was 14? Wound up cheating on me. She also said "I'll quit pot for you" "Pot is no big deal" "Quitting is easy" --- then guess what? She just wound up smoking behind my back, completely lying to me.

You know who also did that? A chick who said she was my soulmate, one who talked about us having past lives together... who did all the horoscope crap and convinced me there was something supernatural, even divine about our relationship.

Same chick? Caught her chatting to her friends about how much she missed smoking weed, how it was so incredible and when she went back to Canada how much drugs she would do... this is a chick I didn't even know was into drugs. Just lying the whole time.

Another chick who smoked weed, same deal. "We're soulmates" "Look at our horoscope" "Oh I won't do weed, it's easy to quit, you're more important" then - boom, right on to smoking weed. Only recently? Heard they were doing Acid too... whatever that is.

Another girl, openly says she does cocaine, tried to ruin my life, says she smokes weed to help her sleep. Says she is getting a medical marijuana card because of her "medical problems" which guess what guys, you don't have medical problems, otherwise you'd use the derivative produces of marijuana, you know, without the high????

In fact, CBD oil, heard nothing but good things about it... funny how people who smoke weed talk about all the GREAT BENEFITS of smoking it, completely omitting the fact (1) You don't have to smoke it to get the benefits (2) You don't have to get blood shot eyes (3) Your breath doesn't have to smell/taste like garbage (4) You don't have to hurt your ability to remember things as efficiently as you did before (5) You don't have to be addicted while constantly claiming you can "quit any time"

Guess what, YOU ALL say that, YOU ALL say you can quit any time, and you know what? YOU DON'T.

Now let's move on... aside from the fact most everyone I've met who does marijuana has also lied to me, cheated on me, comitted crimes &/or straight up faked their entire personality just to get in my good graces...

2. If you are my soulmate, at this point, you're pretty much dead inside. You see how COINCEDENTALLY most everyone who calls me their soulmate is 19-33 years old. They're coincedentally female and oh yeah, at the HEIGHT of the age they are programmed to reproduce at... what? SCIENCE???? WEIRD!!!!

You are not my soulmate, your biological clock is ticking and you're trying to throw the soulmate thing around because that helps maintain a long term relationship with a partner, when you unwittingly manipulate someone into believing they are meant to be with you... FOREVER. WOAH.

Sounds a lot like religion right? "Ya gotta be there for life! Because who else will raise the kids if you don't think your eternal soul is bound to me forever!!!" (I mean there is the whole... natural inclination to protect your offspring, but that doesn't work for everyone, some people need religion too, yeet)

Let's move on to 3!

3. To my soulmate, I'm married... woah! And guess what, every woman, yes, it's always a woman, not a 40 year old man, not a cat, or talking horse, ALWAYS a woman, again, of the age people typically breed at... coincedence totally... soulmates just happen to exist primarily around the prime time to forward our species..........

Anyway, I'm married... and while I'm not exactly polyamorous due to the unbearable jealousy issues that come with two female components being in the same room with each other, almost seemingly competing for the male components favor (yuck, love each other dude, not just the guy) --- but while I'm not totally monogomouse either - if you come at me with that "Hey, I love you, you're my soulmate, and your partner is cool too" vibe, it just doesn't work.

Here is a reality. I work... all... the... time. So you come in my life, the only person you're going to see most the time, is my partner, not me. So why even talk to me? I'm a workaholic and I really only want my partner to be happy... like, the idea of you loving me is great, fantastic, but at the same time, I built a castle, it's my life... and every woman before you has come along, thinking they can just steal me away... no bitch, no.

Every. Single. Time it seems. Let's do a little SOULMATE... THING!

Step 1. "Soulmate" introduces themselves to me or my partner.
Step 2. "Soulmate" shows unbearable affection when they think they are in a position to date us.
Step 3. "Soulmate" becomes an item with us... woah! Cool! Congrats!
Step 4. Partner gets uncomfortable with "soulmate" because "soulmate" is getting TOO intense with other partner (me).
Step 5. "Soulmate" ….. "Hey male component, want to leave your partner for me? Tee hee hee!!!"

Out bitch. Out.

Out. Now. Never talk to me again.

And guess what? Then "soulmate" winds up going on an all out rampage trying to ruin my life... all while smoking pot? No, rarely just pot... they just spin the wheel of illegal substances and woo hoo! Rejected soulmate galaxy adventure!

Hoooooooo…. here comes another big one...

4. To my soulmate, if you have BPD, we are not compatible. If you have bi polar whatever, we are not compatible. Wanna know why? Because when I dump "soulmates" like you, I fear for my life, almost every time. And wouldn't you know it, almost every single person who smokes pot before they're 20 years old, seems to wind up having some kind of serious aggressive mental disorder (based on most everyone I've dated) --- so scientists, might wanna check that out - because I have YET to meet a person with BPD who has never smoked pot. WEIRD.

Bottom line, the only two people I've had to lock the door at night, to avoid, because I thought they would kill me after I dumped them... that's right, both pot heads, with BPD. Scary.

Aaaaaanyway…

So what I'm saying I guess is... I'm tired of people telling me they are my soulmate... because guess what... today you say you're my soulmate... tomorrow? The next day? Shit... next week... you might just be telling me, or even the whole world, what a horrible person you magically think I am now...

And that kinda says it all... because I didn't start the soulmate conversation... you did. You all did. You all looked at our horoscope charts, talking about how the configuration of the stars blah blah blah somehow made us perfect for making babies... well... I'm sick of it. I'm tired of the games, the lies and of course, your drug addictions.

You know what you all are? Stoners. You're so doped up that you can't see straight and somehow, I'm a magnet for you people.

So really? I think this is just the thing I'm going to send people who try to say they're my soulmate from now on...

I used to believe in soulmates you know? I used to... I used to think there was a perfect person out there for me... I thought it was the person I lost my virginity to when I was 14... then she cheated on me... then she proved like everyone else, that a stupid plant was more important than our entire relationship - just like every other dumb weed-smoker proved the exact same thing when they all promised they would stop, they all promised it meant nothing to them, and they all went on smoking it, lying to my face.

I just can't do it anymore.

I don't trust people. I don't believe anything you say because I've heard it all.

So no... you are not my soulmates.

We are destined to die forgotten, we all are. This belief that there are future or past lives is an invention of your own delusion to avoid facing the painful reality that we are all mere echos of history, echos that just like our own existence become still, silent, and eventually gone like they never even were.

You are not special. You are generic just like me. We are copies, of copies of copies.

And reality check, if you don't believe me, just look at your own damn horiscopes. Why the hell do you think we are lumped into Scorpios, Cancers, Libras etc... why do you think that is? Because we are a dime a dozen. Our personality traits are incredibly common, and it seems like, if your compatable with me because I am a Scorpio, than you're pretty much compatable with every other Scorpio on Earth, which is only... I donno… HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF PEOPLE...

…"SOULMATE"

And yeah, I know this sucks. I know it's not fun killing the fantasy. I know it feels wonderful to be in love and play along with the idiocy of the concept of "twin flames" and all that lovely pretty shit... but you know what? That stupid shit gives me hopes... it makes me say to myself "Wow, really? Gosh this is so exciting! Maybe it's real! Maybe there is more meaning to the universe and... oh, well, pretty sure that's... yep, that's the chick who just tried to convince me I'm her soulmate fucking some other dude... didn't even get to finish my statement... she's already... yep... ok, oh she's pregnant with his baby now? Didn't even bother to tell me we weren't dating anymore? Oh... cool... yeah, soulmates... ha... suuuuper."

Just remember, to all the people offended by this destruction of idealism and fantasy.

YOU. MADE. ME.And... where I once had hopes and dreams... I now have no hopes and dead dreams... so... thanks.

Greg says the issue with polyamory is "unbearable jealousy issues that come with two female components being in the same room with each other" because they have to seemingly compete over the man. What happened to respecting your "husband" and his pronouns or whatever? Notice also how the only non-soulmate here is Lainey... ouch. When can we expect full throwing of either divorce papers or Lainey under the bus?

Reading this blog took a month off of my life.
 
Greg views on weed remind me of the teacher's pets I had in my class in high school: they weren't against weed per se, they were just so uncool and annoying that no one wanted to sell it to them or share with them for fear that they would snitch, so they pretended they were never interested in the first place.

Except, you know... Greg is a man in his thirties who, based on what his victims have said, did everything in his power to get a little taste of it anytime he could (yes, pot brownies count too).

The person I lost my virginity to when I was 14? Wound up cheating on me. She also said "I'll quit pot for you" "Pot is no big deal" "Quitting is easy" --- then guess what? She just wound up smoking behind my back, completely lying to me.
Greg will turn 35 this year, thirty-five, and he's still angry that the girl he had sex with twenty years ago didn't drop smoking pot to appease his fragile ego.

Greg doesn't like others using substances because it means he cannot control them fully. It's pretty hard to make a blazed homie feel bad about themselves when they're high. He'd also never use substances because he needs absolute control over himself and his environment 24/7.

Ironically, Greg would probably be so much more fucking tolerable after a joint. The fact he thinks you can just "get the medicine" is so dumb when, as pointed out earlier, it's cheaper and easier to burn the plant.

tl;dr Greg's hot take is ignorant and autistic at the best of times, but this is just reetarded and obsessive. Not sure what's worse at this point... jacking off his black and white Batman morality with a Marian Keyes word count or fucking himself in 3D.
Greg should really step up his game of abuse: many abusers make sure that their victims get addicted to substances (or taking them away) and use them to manipulate them into staying or believing whatever they want.

The fundie Paul does it to his wife Morgan (who has BPD and has been taken off of her meds because Sky Daddy decided she had to have BPD and treating it and keeping it under control would be going against Sky Daddy's will), and manipulated her into dropping her music career to follow the holy steps of Jezuz.

Or it could be done with giving a substance, just like Luna Slater and her Easter Island Head lover: he is the one that shoots her up with H, made sure she got addicted and never learnt where to go to buy or how to shoot up, and now she can't go anywhere without him.

The only reason why Greg has not done this, in my opinion, is that he's a recluse who doesn't know how to talk with people. He would be the kind of person that goes to the closest middle school and pays twenty bucks to have a kid who is not older than fourteen sell him five grams of oregano, and would then complain for hours about how evil scammers are.
 
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The fundie Paul does it to his wife Morgan (who has BPD and has been taken off of her meds because Sky Daddy decided she had to have BPD and treating it and keeping it under control would be going against Sky Daddy's will), and manipulated her into dropping his music career to follow the holy steps of Jezuz.
Whoa whoa, what's Morgan addicted to?

Also, do they have a thread?

The only reason why Greg has not done this, in my opinion, is that he's a recluse who doesn't know how to talk with people. He would be the kind of person that goes to the closest middle school and pays twenty bucks to have a kid who is not older than fourteen sell him five grams of oregano, and would then complain for hours about how evil scammers are.
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Ironically, Greg would probably be so much more fucking tolerable after a joint. The fact he thinks you can just "get the medicine" is so dumb when, as pointed out earlier, it's cheaper and easier to burn the pla
I would laugh my little kitty ass off if he eventually got an injury or sickness where some good ol' jazz cabbage would bring welcome relief. Sometimes you're in so much pain because xyz injury and the insurance company won't give you stronger pain pills than ibuprofen.

You ain't invincible, Gurgy and Murphy's Law can be a bitch.
 
Whoa whoa, what's Morgan addicted to?
Morgan is not addicted to anything, but they mentioned that Paul made her stop taking her meds for BPD, which is a shitty, awful, abusive thing to do.

They don't seem to have a thread here, but on Reddit people often discusse about them on r/fundiesnark.
 
I would laugh my little kitty ass off if he eventually got an injury or sickness where some good ol' jazz cabbage would bring welcome relief. Sometimes you're in so much pain because xyz injury and the insurance company won't give you stronger pain pills than ibuprofen.

You ain't invincible, Gurgy and Murphy's Law can be a bitch.
Narcs can't stand feeling out of control; a narc ex had several really painful surgeries in a very sensitive place and he tried to refuse pain meds right out of surgery because they made him feel not in control.

Funny enough, the same narc smokes weed all day to self treat obsessive compulsive disorder, because they refuse to go to a doctor for proper treatment or therapy because doctors aren't as smart as they are.

So: my take is that IF Greg ever broke down and started smoking weed, it would be because he is much smarter than all those stupid doctors and knows exactly what he needs to do.

The narc motto is always "what's good and right for you is not what's good and right for me because I am a special case and how dare u". See: Greg trying edibles and drinking when he wants to, but freaking out on anyone who does the same.
 
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