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so. met a kannibal (big deal). he was relatable (uh....... NOT LIKE THAT!!!!!!! X_X)
anyway. so i say. i forgot.
an. i forgot. wow. wonderful.
anyway. the nanochip is fulfilling its prophecy. when i just checked after the second vaccine.
the direction had all changed. on google scholar, it was how the nanochip could.. well.. heal anything. make us truly immortal.
i dunno if thats a good idea. but, hey..
everyone has an agenda. bitchute is pathetic. like they say. rightwing and leftwing is the same bird. flocks of a feather.
hey. im sorry i gave you a nightmare tracey. not something to be proud of.
anyway. like ive mentioned. freckles are green. electrum green. were gonna live forever. if youre old enough. well. youll be green. lots. why theres only 2% of us on earth. cant have us everywhere! wed be fighting over which town to control! lol.
anyway. like nietzsche said. "and the wise men have their insanity".
so. i remember this chick now. some sweet compliments she said. sweetheart! ^_^
and. uh. i checked her up. found a newer account. she was playing with guns? DUDE? no thanks..
anyway. electrum is a collection of metals. its gold. and. well. anything really. copper. platina. titanium. i guess the dragon story was correct. the unseen collect souls. its the only real currency. or souls are bodies. its confusing.. and maybe dragons turn to diamonds when they die.
anyway. i wrote one more part in the dragon story. its lost though. boo. sad smiley.
i checked up some on miss poetry site.
omg. cant believe there was a fucking serial killer as part of the welcome committee.
well. not like im any better. i dont even need to see someone to vanquish them from the universe. all i need is 1 proper name. and lots of time..
well, no, except for bella, i can sort of.. think of them once. and they just disappear. fun. not. takes about 1/10th second. and i have time. oh lord do i. the greys take advantage of this. in the despair. but ive had that. since.. that stolen computer.
i guess we are eternal. well. w. i dunno.
loneliness is great. you begin to actually think through shit.
or you go through all your life.
and have your first fucking depression at 50? dude. i guess youre one of the lucky ones. heart smiley.
anyway. anyone falls in love with me all the time.
i know a lot of people complain.
put up a show. but i really dont.
i barely have to say anything.
them neither. lol.
so. there was this chick called camilla. she.. i didnt recognize her.
except. it was jessica. i guess something changed. when i broke her heart.
she died went to hell. and didnt turn to an angel.
so. i cant really.. blame anything. on what happens.
ive always been. how ive always been.
there is no truth. there is really.. no nothing.
"the theory of life could include error"
now. computers. electronics.
dont exactly make things better.
but. nothing really changes.
nothing gets better.
nothing gets worse.
its just how it is.
how its always been.
will i live my life again? what a waste.
again. that prophecy. or curse? whats the fucking difference?
"you give 10
you get 10
you recieve 10"
uh. cant even remember it. maybe it was 4 things. who gives a fuck.
as for the "get 10". might be those 10 years for arson. nope. prophecy was wrong.
i recieve 10? 10 more years. but death can mean many things.
i cant really say that my life has ever been good.
but i tried. to spruce it up. but it doesnt matter.
made someone laugh today. or did i? i dunno.
ive never ever ever made the countess laugh.
i havent even thought of that.
she doesnt seem fake.
or anything.
she doesnt do the SUPERGOOD shit.
the only one except that is bella.
so. julia wanted to see me 6 years later.
i wonder why though. she was just fake.
i guess she hadnt changed. she just. wanted to teach me lessons.
shes a khazarian. ashkenazi jew. j2a bloodline.
theyre the rulers of the universe.
well. she said that magic word. "telepathy".
and she was fucked up beyond belief.
but it didnt matter.
she still had her mind. sometimes. lol.
she wasnt fake. well. the first time. we were to and fro.
and things dont happen how you want them.
how theyre supposed to be.
then life would be boring.
"if it was easy to get. then it wouldnt have been worth the time it took"
anyway. i cant really explain it. but.. computers make me less lonely.
like...... when it was just so horrible. i recorded myself talking.
and the loneliness disappeared. how the fuck do you explain that?
yes. i am oversensitive.
if someone is mocking.
and . well. i dunno. wtf?
i get it now. miss mom said she just PLOP!!!ed out me and my sis.
well. me though. i was treated to rubbing alcohol afterwards.
you know. remove the blood and shit. dangerous bacteria!!!! (paradox?)
and. as for my sis. i dunno. how she managed.
she really didnt. ya see. she was a demon child.
miss mom said she had ammonia. no. dunno how to spell it.
you know. real bad lung infection.
well. i guess she took a bite of an amanita mushroom.
it just makes sense.
she was playing SUPER MARIO!!!!!! yeah!
and he ate mushrooms and turned SUPERSTRONG!!!
and she figured it would work that way for her.
well. it doesnt matter.
shes the most amazing creature on earth.
wherever you go. there you are.
jo! whats up with lana del rey.
could someone somehow in any way be more fucking boring?
so. she likes bikers? so? lots of chicks do.
that dont make you special!
except. she looks like cecilia.
she was a trip. no. another cecilia.
and as for the countess.
shes. just.. made up everything.
i have no idea what shes done with her life.
shes like t-1000 in terminator 2.
she can emulate voices. its creepy.
but hey. if shes a virgin? wouldnt surprise me.
but. yeah. it broke my heart seeing her in closed psychiatric care.
and it was so beautiful. shed plucked an easterlily.
i dont care for sex. or relations.
or talking. or anything really.
but that flower.
it was just the sweetest gesture ever.
shes genuine. eventhough shes not.
paradoxes beyond paradoxes.
as for me. i steal souls.
great for me.
and all the prophicies are coming true.
and. this is just my world.
i mean. everyone exists in it.
but only in the way i interpret it.
if i look at the sunset.
or the universes quadriollion stars.ยจ
only i see that.
if i photo it. photoshop it?
only i see what i see what i see.
its a trip. its life. its. what it is.
the theory of life could include error.
hypertrip.
anyway. i realized what miss economy tried to tell me.
she pretended she only knew knifesouth dialect.
well. no point in being angry.
an eye for an eye leaves the world blind.
well. my dad shifted too.
when....... he was tired.
paranoid. i guess. i dunno what he did behind closed doors.
it doesnt matter. he was a good dad. he made some mistakes.
but hes dead. what the FUCK am i gonna do about that?
and you cant change people. you cant change yourself.
you can change the world? but it doesnt matter.
its an illusion. even the concept of illusions are illusions.
even a concept of concepts is just a concept.
there are no facts. only interpretations.
well. the world is pathetic. but i guess animals dont have it much fun either.
and besides. animals get high too. so i guess theyre not the nicest.
they do seem to have stronger will.
i mean, if i look at a person they just freak out.
a dog doesnt care. a cat. well. neither. lol.
animals are neat.
its weird how everything happened. and thats that.
and i havent changed. and nothing changes.
and. i dunno what conclusion to draw from that.
i dont like a lot of art. or anything really.
but thats what its about.
finding your twinflame. i hope youre happy tracey?
and i wish you good luck on your journey.
whatever happens. ill be there. ok?
but you know that.
show, dont tell.
and im just a show. a showstopper.
a worldraper.
because. im a tyrannosaurus rex.
or. peacock. lol.
or. rooster.
hen.
chicken.
great. sad smiley.
im just an egg.
in my bubble.
shielded from everything.
seeing things from a distance.
doesnt make me better than anyone.
it does make me worse.
i dunno really.
i cant read peoples minds.
if youre genuine.
it matters.
its all that matters.
but if you do something.
you get it. eventually.
and you change.
but nothing changes.
so it doesnt really matter.
I DONT GET SHIT!!! lol. sad smiley.
as for turning normal. GOD DAMN that was boring.
just being angry and having no words to express it.
and no one giving a fuck about you.
and even if you do express your anger?
what will that give you?
as for me asking people "why did you say so-and-so?"
and they always answer the name "i did not say that"
i mean. its self-evident.
its like "i did not have sex with that woman miss lewinsky"
for real. so i did some test.
and. FOR REAL!!!!!!
they fucking asked me.
now. this is the creepy part.
they asked me.
if i see connections?
like. between things?
dude? what?
im not a fucking labrat.
im not a fucking gold hamster.
im not an amoeba.
im not a transistor.
im not fully automatic.
im not a robot.
i am not programmable.
i am not conditionable.
well. i dont feel like posting this to mr poetry site.
if i get suicidal again? great.
i know when it started. 2017? 2018? dunno.
since miss mom fucked her dad.
got fucking pregnant with him. gross dude.
thats just wrong.
she wanted to perpetuate that.
i mean. since i was like. what? 13? younger?
she used to come to my room.
sit on my bed. and fucking.. say my bed is comfy?
she did this constantly.
until like. last year? wtf?
uhm. no. i dont wanna fuck a robot?
there is really nothing good about you.
youre a joke.
youre a sicko.
youre a bad fucking joke.
just go drown yourself or something.
then youll "get wet".
because thats all that matters? right?
anyway. so miss moms been at my place for awhile.
and she opens a can of beer. drinks it.
after half is up. she says. you want some?
i cant handle a whole.
i mean. its like im in the fucking truman show.
it so pathetic.
and i tried it some.
using code words.
power words.
and....... its so fucking deficient.
hey. you know what?
i used to be truly majorly depressed.
i used those words.
i didnt notice it.
yep. i had anxiety 24/7.
then not much later i found fountain house.
well. they can go fuck emselves.
i liked the radio show.
they actually had ambitions.
why would i fucking want to cook food?
do i look like a housewife to you?
and write some stupid shit on a fucking whiteboard
that no one gives a fuck about?
its like grade school over again.
but worse. and the bullies fucking run the place.
and you dont get grades based on how good you are.
its on how corrupt you are. its just. jesus christ?
as for the psychiatric system. theyre alright.
they are fucked up beyond belief.
but how does it matter?
its not fun to be left alone.
to be chased by wolves.
or get abducted by aliens.
hey. maybe they did that. abducted me.
as a kid. it was close to the woods. like. uh. literally.
10 meters. except. aliens love desolate places.
fucking creepy. and. remember those 5g towers?
in botkyrka. right next to my fucking parents house.
they put up a fucking 5g tower.
DUDE? in the middle of fucking NOWHERE?
whos gonna fucking care about that?
the only way i can explain it.
is theres an underground base ther.
anyway. im getting weird light flashes.
im getting normal. im healing.
as for having a vocabulary.
barely beyond a dog or cat?
like. uh. 3 words? 5 words?
wtf? dude. stop fucking rotting your brains
with weed and beer and that shit.
all that you need is in your soul.
do you understand?
all that you need is in your soul.
when your soul is gone.
youre gone.
and that is that. you dont want to corrupt your soul.
well..... not like i havent done that ^__^
anyway. i realize why i creep out people now.
why they just go quiet.
im nice. then im a fucking freak.
so i found this guy.
he talked wisely on a subject.
tried another video. ok.
warning warning warning.
another video popped up. ok.
interesting but fucked up subject.
the dude had fucking dressed up as a clown.
hes fucking hilarous.
and he talks about the most fucked up shit.
well. thats me. enjoy? sad smiley.
anyway. i heard bella wonders how im doing.
well. she knows that. does she?
im alright. ok. i love you. etc.
happysad smiley.
youre the only one.
so. was to the mall. wow. had like.
REAL clothes on me. since my dress is disgusting.
and. yeah. an other one is drying now.
superawesome!
and people noticed me?
like. things were normal.
and i wasnt... pissed off.
if houses can be cursed.
why not... clothes too?
and i spent too much time there. like. literally.
less than 10 mins.
ok. things are manifesting in my room.
shit. this is creepy.
and some stupid cunt says "carrot top".
ok. great. never going back never going back
no more no more no more.
i dont really get it?
is it because my tits are better than yours?
i...... dont really get it.
whats your fucking problem?
id forgotten all about that.
robots have the most fun.
you do what youre told.
easy as pie.
then you sleep.
the most amazing dreams.
WOAH! ^_^
and today. in boring boring IRL.
was just a deja vu.
literally everything that happened.
every word. was a copy.
hey. if i wanted to view a shit movie again.
id. uh. do that? shit dialogue. shit action.
nothing happens. someone says nigger.
and like. wtf?
deja vu isnt youre on the right track.
it means youre stuck in a loop.
a downward spiral.
fuck you.
anyway. i manifested on 2 frequencies.
quite wild ones.
it made everything weird.
ok. things are creeping me out.
but ive had high voodoo priestessess telling me.
they can throw me across the room.
they never did shit. one cunt. like. pushed a table away some?
ooook?
and she said "crush him". WOAH. that curse i got out of.
in. uh. 5 secs. im impressed!
do that yourself. WE WILL CRUSH THEM LIKE BUGS.
anyway. my eyes are strong. and theyre useful.
if i try to be nice.
things morph. it gets harder.
dont do that.
but my path is already staken.
it doesnt matter.
is that amanda from dresden dolls?
god damn.
so damn happy i dont have to
fucking chase attention anymore?
fucking hated that.
but i tried it so hard.
and i never really got it.
well. one chick said
that i make her feel so evil?
gee. strong words.
well. was "evil" to her once. ENJOY.
(merkstave costs only 99% of your entire
karma in 1 second. quite a lot of shock.
dont worry. trauma isnt dangerous.
the worst thing that happens is you rebirth.
the best thing.. you dont wanna know ^_^)
your fucking misery and fucking
3 motherfucking fuckbuddys per day.
dude. wtf is your problem?
thats just wrong.
and youre no fucking muslim.
youre a whore. an asswhore.
a fagget. a buttboy.
a tomboy. a vegetarian if you wanna.
hop off your fucking fake religion.
you dont pray to god or allah or whatever.
you pray to baal and the prime evils.
you fake piece of shit.
the reason muslims are only to have sex.
to get pregnant.
is the female orgasm is the strongest force.
in the entire universe.
you shouldnt abuse it.
as for faggets? its wrong.
anal sex is like poop.
you literally spawn demons then.
well. dunno.
"evolution? still just a theory" ^_^
anyway. i creep people the fuck out.
explains things. woooooo ^_^
sad smiley.
im sure i shift eyeshape.
you know. snakeeyes?
cateyes. im fucking sure.
would explain things.
la di da. g night ^_^
anyway. so i say. i forgot.
an. i forgot. wow. wonderful.
anyway. the nanochip is fulfilling its prophecy. when i just checked after the second vaccine.
the direction had all changed. on google scholar, it was how the nanochip could.. well.. heal anything. make us truly immortal.
i dunno if thats a good idea. but, hey..
everyone has an agenda. bitchute is pathetic. like they say. rightwing and leftwing is the same bird. flocks of a feather.
hey. im sorry i gave you a nightmare tracey. not something to be proud of.
anyway. like ive mentioned. freckles are green. electrum green. were gonna live forever. if youre old enough. well. youll be green. lots. why theres only 2% of us on earth. cant have us everywhere! wed be fighting over which town to control! lol.
anyway. like nietzsche said. "and the wise men have their insanity".
so. i remember this chick now. some sweet compliments she said. sweetheart! ^_^
and. uh. i checked her up. found a newer account. she was playing with guns? DUDE? no thanks..
anyway. electrum is a collection of metals. its gold. and. well. anything really. copper. platina. titanium. i guess the dragon story was correct. the unseen collect souls. its the only real currency. or souls are bodies. its confusing.. and maybe dragons turn to diamonds when they die.
anyway. i wrote one more part in the dragon story. its lost though. boo. sad smiley.
i checked up some on miss poetry site.
omg. cant believe there was a fucking serial killer as part of the welcome committee.
well. not like im any better. i dont even need to see someone to vanquish them from the universe. all i need is 1 proper name. and lots of time..
well, no, except for bella, i can sort of.. think of them once. and they just disappear. fun. not. takes about 1/10th second. and i have time. oh lord do i. the greys take advantage of this. in the despair. but ive had that. since.. that stolen computer.
i guess we are eternal. well. w. i dunno.
loneliness is great. you begin to actually think through shit.
or you go through all your life.
and have your first fucking depression at 50? dude. i guess youre one of the lucky ones. heart smiley.
anyway. anyone falls in love with me all the time.
i know a lot of people complain.
put up a show. but i really dont.
i barely have to say anything.
them neither. lol.
so. there was this chick called camilla. she.. i didnt recognize her.
except. it was jessica. i guess something changed. when i broke her heart.
she died went to hell. and didnt turn to an angel.
so. i cant really.. blame anything. on what happens.
ive always been. how ive always been.
there is no truth. there is really.. no nothing.
"the theory of life could include error"
now. computers. electronics.
dont exactly make things better.
but. nothing really changes.
nothing gets better.
nothing gets worse.
its just how it is.
how its always been.
will i live my life again? what a waste.
again. that prophecy. or curse? whats the fucking difference?
"you give 10
you get 10
you recieve 10"
uh. cant even remember it. maybe it was 4 things. who gives a fuck.
as for the "get 10". might be those 10 years for arson. nope. prophecy was wrong.
i recieve 10? 10 more years. but death can mean many things.
i cant really say that my life has ever been good.
but i tried. to spruce it up. but it doesnt matter.
made someone laugh today. or did i? i dunno.
ive never ever ever made the countess laugh.
i havent even thought of that.
she doesnt seem fake.
or anything.
she doesnt do the SUPERGOOD shit.
the only one except that is bella.
so. julia wanted to see me 6 years later.
i wonder why though. she was just fake.
i guess she hadnt changed. she just. wanted to teach me lessons.
shes a khazarian. ashkenazi jew. j2a bloodline.
theyre the rulers of the universe.
well. she said that magic word. "telepathy".
and she was fucked up beyond belief.
but it didnt matter.
she still had her mind. sometimes. lol.
she wasnt fake. well. the first time. we were to and fro.
and things dont happen how you want them.
how theyre supposed to be.
then life would be boring.
"if it was easy to get. then it wouldnt have been worth the time it took"
anyway. i cant really explain it. but.. computers make me less lonely.
like...... when it was just so horrible. i recorded myself talking.
and the loneliness disappeared. how the fuck do you explain that?
yes. i am oversensitive.
if someone is mocking.
and . well. i dunno. wtf?
i get it now. miss mom said she just PLOP!!!ed out me and my sis.
well. me though. i was treated to rubbing alcohol afterwards.
you know. remove the blood and shit. dangerous bacteria!!!! (paradox?)
and. as for my sis. i dunno. how she managed.
she really didnt. ya see. she was a demon child.
miss mom said she had ammonia. no. dunno how to spell it.
you know. real bad lung infection.
well. i guess she took a bite of an amanita mushroom.
it just makes sense.
she was playing SUPER MARIO!!!!!! yeah!
and he ate mushrooms and turned SUPERSTRONG!!!
and she figured it would work that way for her.
well. it doesnt matter.
shes the most amazing creature on earth.
wherever you go. there you are.
jo! whats up with lana del rey.
could someone somehow in any way be more fucking boring?
so. she likes bikers? so? lots of chicks do.
that dont make you special!
except. she looks like cecilia.
she was a trip. no. another cecilia.
and as for the countess.
shes. just.. made up everything.
i have no idea what shes done with her life.
shes like t-1000 in terminator 2.
she can emulate voices. its creepy.
but hey. if shes a virgin? wouldnt surprise me.
but. yeah. it broke my heart seeing her in closed psychiatric care.
and it was so beautiful. shed plucked an easterlily.
i dont care for sex. or relations.
or talking. or anything really.
but that flower.
it was just the sweetest gesture ever.
shes genuine. eventhough shes not.
paradoxes beyond paradoxes.
as for me. i steal souls.
great for me.
and all the prophicies are coming true.
and. this is just my world.
i mean. everyone exists in it.
but only in the way i interpret it.
if i look at the sunset.
or the universes quadriollion stars.ยจ
only i see that.
if i photo it. photoshop it?
only i see what i see what i see.
its a trip. its life. its. what it is.
the theory of life could include error.
hypertrip.
anyway. i realized what miss economy tried to tell me.
she pretended she only knew knifesouth dialect.
well. no point in being angry.
an eye for an eye leaves the world blind.
well. my dad shifted too.
when....... he was tired.
paranoid. i guess. i dunno what he did behind closed doors.
it doesnt matter. he was a good dad. he made some mistakes.
but hes dead. what the FUCK am i gonna do about that?
and you cant change people. you cant change yourself.
you can change the world? but it doesnt matter.
its an illusion. even the concept of illusions are illusions.
even a concept of concepts is just a concept.
there are no facts. only interpretations.
well. the world is pathetic. but i guess animals dont have it much fun either.
and besides. animals get high too. so i guess theyre not the nicest.
they do seem to have stronger will.
i mean, if i look at a person they just freak out.
a dog doesnt care. a cat. well. neither. lol.
animals are neat.
its weird how everything happened. and thats that.
and i havent changed. and nothing changes.
and. i dunno what conclusion to draw from that.
i dont like a lot of art. or anything really.
but thats what its about.
finding your twinflame. i hope youre happy tracey?
and i wish you good luck on your journey.
whatever happens. ill be there. ok?
but you know that.
show, dont tell.
and im just a show. a showstopper.
a worldraper.
because. im a tyrannosaurus rex.
or. peacock. lol.
or. rooster.
hen.
chicken.
great. sad smiley.
im just an egg.
in my bubble.
shielded from everything.
seeing things from a distance.
doesnt make me better than anyone.
it does make me worse.
i dunno really.
i cant read peoples minds.
if youre genuine.
it matters.
its all that matters.
but if you do something.
you get it. eventually.
and you change.
but nothing changes.
so it doesnt really matter.
I DONT GET SHIT!!! lol. sad smiley.
as for turning normal. GOD DAMN that was boring.
just being angry and having no words to express it.
and no one giving a fuck about you.
and even if you do express your anger?
what will that give you?
as for me asking people "why did you say so-and-so?"
and they always answer the name "i did not say that"
i mean. its self-evident.
its like "i did not have sex with that woman miss lewinsky"
for real. so i did some test.
and. FOR REAL!!!!!!
they fucking asked me.
now. this is the creepy part.
they asked me.
if i see connections?
like. between things?
dude? what?
im not a fucking labrat.
im not a fucking gold hamster.
im not an amoeba.
im not a transistor.
im not fully automatic.
im not a robot.
i am not programmable.
i am not conditionable.
well. i dont feel like posting this to mr poetry site.
if i get suicidal again? great.
i know when it started. 2017? 2018? dunno.
since miss mom fucked her dad.
got fucking pregnant with him. gross dude.
thats just wrong.
she wanted to perpetuate that.
i mean. since i was like. what? 13? younger?
she used to come to my room.
sit on my bed. and fucking.. say my bed is comfy?
she did this constantly.
until like. last year? wtf?
uhm. no. i dont wanna fuck a robot?
there is really nothing good about you.
youre a joke.
youre a sicko.
youre a bad fucking joke.
just go drown yourself or something.
then youll "get wet".
because thats all that matters? right?
anyway. so miss moms been at my place for awhile.
and she opens a can of beer. drinks it.
after half is up. she says. you want some?
i cant handle a whole.
i mean. its like im in the fucking truman show.
it so pathetic.
and i tried it some.
using code words.
power words.
and....... its so fucking deficient.
hey. you know what?
i used to be truly majorly depressed.
i used those words.
i didnt notice it.
yep. i had anxiety 24/7.
then not much later i found fountain house.
well. they can go fuck emselves.
i liked the radio show.
they actually had ambitions.
why would i fucking want to cook food?
do i look like a housewife to you?
and write some stupid shit on a fucking whiteboard
that no one gives a fuck about?
its like grade school over again.
but worse. and the bullies fucking run the place.
and you dont get grades based on how good you are.
its on how corrupt you are. its just. jesus christ?
as for the psychiatric system. theyre alright.
they are fucked up beyond belief.
but how does it matter?
its not fun to be left alone.
to be chased by wolves.
or get abducted by aliens.
hey. maybe they did that. abducted me.
as a kid. it was close to the woods. like. uh. literally.
10 meters. except. aliens love desolate places.
fucking creepy. and. remember those 5g towers?
in botkyrka. right next to my fucking parents house.
they put up a fucking 5g tower.
DUDE? in the middle of fucking NOWHERE?
whos gonna fucking care about that?
the only way i can explain it.
is theres an underground base ther.
anyway. im getting weird light flashes.
im getting normal. im healing.
as for having a vocabulary.
barely beyond a dog or cat?
like. uh. 3 words? 5 words?
wtf? dude. stop fucking rotting your brains
with weed and beer and that shit.
all that you need is in your soul.
do you understand?
all that you need is in your soul.
when your soul is gone.
youre gone.
and that is that. you dont want to corrupt your soul.
well..... not like i havent done that ^__^
anyway. i realize why i creep out people now.
why they just go quiet.
im nice. then im a fucking freak.
so i found this guy.
he talked wisely on a subject.
tried another video. ok.
warning warning warning.
another video popped up. ok.
interesting but fucked up subject.
the dude had fucking dressed up as a clown.
hes fucking hilarous.
and he talks about the most fucked up shit.
well. thats me. enjoy? sad smiley.
anyway. i heard bella wonders how im doing.
well. she knows that. does she?
im alright. ok. i love you. etc.
happysad smiley.
youre the only one.
so. was to the mall. wow. had like.
REAL clothes on me. since my dress is disgusting.
and. yeah. an other one is drying now.
superawesome!
and people noticed me?
like. things were normal.
and i wasnt... pissed off.
if houses can be cursed.
why not... clothes too?
and i spent too much time there. like. literally.
less than 10 mins.
ok. things are manifesting in my room.
shit. this is creepy.
and some stupid cunt says "carrot top".
ok. great. never going back never going back
no more no more no more.
i dont really get it?
is it because my tits are better than yours?
i...... dont really get it.
whats your fucking problem?
id forgotten all about that.
robots have the most fun.
you do what youre told.
easy as pie.
then you sleep.
the most amazing dreams.
WOAH! ^_^
and today. in boring boring IRL.
was just a deja vu.
literally everything that happened.
every word. was a copy.
hey. if i wanted to view a shit movie again.
id. uh. do that? shit dialogue. shit action.
nothing happens. someone says nigger.
and like. wtf?
deja vu isnt youre on the right track.
it means youre stuck in a loop.
a downward spiral.
fuck you.
anyway. i manifested on 2 frequencies.
quite wild ones.
it made everything weird.
ok. things are creeping me out.
but ive had high voodoo priestessess telling me.
they can throw me across the room.
they never did shit. one cunt. like. pushed a table away some?
ooook?
and she said "crush him". WOAH. that curse i got out of.
in. uh. 5 secs. im impressed!
do that yourself. WE WILL CRUSH THEM LIKE BUGS.
anyway. my eyes are strong. and theyre useful.
if i try to be nice.
things morph. it gets harder.
dont do that.
but my path is already staken.
it doesnt matter.
is that amanda from dresden dolls?
god damn.
so damn happy i dont have to
fucking chase attention anymore?
fucking hated that.
but i tried it so hard.
and i never really got it.
well. one chick said
that i make her feel so evil?
gee. strong words.
well. was "evil" to her once. ENJOY.
(merkstave costs only 99% of your entire
karma in 1 second. quite a lot of shock.
dont worry. trauma isnt dangerous.
the worst thing that happens is you rebirth.
the best thing.. you dont wanna know ^_^)
your fucking misery and fucking
3 motherfucking fuckbuddys per day.
dude. wtf is your problem?
thats just wrong.
and youre no fucking muslim.
youre a whore. an asswhore.
a fagget. a buttboy.
a tomboy. a vegetarian if you wanna.
hop off your fucking fake religion.
you dont pray to god or allah or whatever.
you pray to baal and the prime evils.
you fake piece of shit.
the reason muslims are only to have sex.
to get pregnant.
is the female orgasm is the strongest force.
in the entire universe.
you shouldnt abuse it.
as for faggets? its wrong.
anal sex is like poop.
you literally spawn demons then.
well. dunno.
"evolution? still just a theory" ^_^
anyway. i creep people the fuck out.
explains things. woooooo ^_^
sad smiley.
im sure i shift eyeshape.
you know. snakeeyes?
cateyes. im fucking sure.
would explain things.
la di da. g night ^_^