Should I be worried that my boyfriend thinks he's literally Jesus Christ?

But Reddit told me psychedelics will fix all your mental problems??? I have been lied to???

Likely schizophrenic narcissist takes psychedelics in public. I wonder how this is going to end?

Alright then, picture this if you will: 10 to 2 am, X, Yogi DMT And a box of Krispy Kremes In my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51 Contemplating the whole "Chosen People" thing with just a flaming Stealth banana split the sky like one would hope But never really expect to see in a place like this Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and Stopping right at my Birkenstocks, and me yelping... "Holy fricking shit!" Then the X-Files being, Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips and Breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa Did a slow-mo Matrix descent out of the butt end of the banana vessel And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, And my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was: "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't Notice that I pissed my frickin' pants."

So light in his way Like an apparition He had me crying out "Frick me It's gotta be Deadhead Chemistry The blotter got right on top of me Got me seein' E-motherfrickin'-T!"

And after calming me down with some Orange slices and some fetal spooning E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose He said, "You are the Chosen One The One who will deliver the message A message of hope for those who choose to Hear it and a warning for those who do not." Me. The Chosen One? They chose me! And I didn't even graduate from frickin' high school

gay boyfriend of Second Coming

complains

nobody’s ever happy

Uh, first of all sweaty, check your sanity privilege. Identifying as Jesus Christ is a core part of the Schizo Lifestyle and you need to accept that

Therefore each of you must put off falsehood and speak truthfully to your neighbor, for we are all members of one bussy. Ephesians 4:25

Snapshots:

• undelete.pullpush.io
• archive.org
• archive.ph (click to archive)

It's called confidence. Frickin' foids always trying to drag a messiah down, I swear.