I remember you.
I was in upstate NY and I was with a jack ass jerk, kicked in a glass window at a club, and then got in my car and slammed on the gas and drove into a brick wall.
So many times trying to kill myself and still here.
WHY?
Seriously, fucking why?
I will tell you why!
100,000,000 $SHIB - the Shiba Inu coin everyone said was trash, just did me a solid.
Yes, I did. I was there when the FBI came and took his diaries.
Actually they busted down the door and went straight to the safe.
I was not even a thought in their head when they busted in.
They had intricate drawings of every cock he ever loved.
Over 111 volumes.
But I was too busy being molested by his friend early that morning, I really did not have much to say.
I do remember the house.
The chandeliers.
The bathroom covered in naked men art.
.... and me on my stomach, and his friend settling his body down on me where I had no option but to accept it.
It was a long time ago, but it marks me, and it is a tattoo that will never fade.
I remember the boy; his Father died, left his Mom and him with money. She had a farm house, he had a condo in the city, and that amazing white sports car.
Ii do not know why I can't remember it, because cars are my jam.
Low to the ground, white, 2seat...lambo ferrrari... I remember him being very impressed with it.+ and that claim brought me to the thought he was living off a trust fund and his Mom an o =n the inheritance and that both would be foolish and use it up.
But that car was cool and I was 17 and so I did allow myself to trust him... and that did not go well
my fingers hurt and crunching up...till tomorrow
Block me as much as you want on your platform, but on mine...I say what goes and everything goes!
You puritanical, male owned platform!
I am sad that these brittle, idiot x-gen kids think they are fighting for something new and think they can do a better job than those that came before them.
Did you build a quilt? Did you do anything but bitch? What did you do to save anyone?
#genzs #cancelculutre
A conscientious objector is an "individual who has claimed the right to refuse to perform military service" on the grounds of freedom of thought, conscience, or religion. In some countries, conscientious objectors are assigned to an alternative civilian service as a substitute for conscription or military service.
Now it is against the social media monopoly.
You do not need them. They make you think you do, but you do not.
I have no Facebook, Insta, Twitter, and I still survive.
You will too.
You really only need your family and close friends.
Being popular? Thinking you have a connection to a celeb because you post to their social media?
Are you that lonely?
That you create a fake bond with a celeb that has no idea who you are, and pays someone $27 to $32k a year to pretend to be them to make you feel like someone is listening?
Shut it down.
Learn to survive on your own.
I can tell you, when it comes to the end of the earth, if you scream like a bitch and are not strong, I will leave you to the wolves!
You were the only reason I kept the painting.
I tore her to shreds.
You are now the only part of the painting left.
The only part I wanted to remain.
What can I do to take me into a better place?
Do I keep revisiting the past? That has not worked.
Do I ignore it and see beyond?
That has not worked.
What do I do to change?
Free will seems to be a joke and destiny the only true path...why else would people be able to see or predict the future?
I guess my real question is, how do I break the future?!
How do I bend it to make my world better, and for every one else asking the same question.
Because Bezos and Musk are not the answer. They really are scaring me into seeing a very sad future for us.
The Blonde is as broken as the world watching these mega billionaires leave us behind.
