Writing for me was an escape code also,after getting to a point of anger and frustration of so much shit that seams to want to make one tear all their hair off, oviously that has already been accomplished by the challenging medicine God has challenged me with. I would have my ears busted when I would begin to write," What the fuck are you doing now", Who the fuck you writing too"? Then the computer had to get it. I couldnt even write,let alone say anything thatb made sense to a senseless lost fucken animal!
    It's the same fucken person in someone else,driving me crazy like the last fuck did!, I'm not even around the last fucken ediot. But I'm suppose to give a fuck about a religion that let's some come back in spirit, LIKE" what the fuck you want!!!!
Then it's worse getting into any other relationship. The person doesnt remember shit, and OR....it's like that spirit is gone making someone else miserable!!! I am so angry right now!, Then they fucken have their invisible army ,right one that on purpose fucks with you. They haven't got to the point of getting angry with me. OHHHH, That would really show! I have to feel all their ........anger to top it off, and the way they plan to do shady shit to me, is simply unbelievable!
It's not like" look let's talk, My lifestyle , that is still apparrently possible cause your here and like we feed off your energy, has totally annoyed my persona. I don't need you anymore, and to top it off I don't care if I have asked you multiple times to stay but now I really want you to go!
Not asking for too much, just for you to get the fuck out of here ,because the bitches I fucked with or probably killed in the past seem to not leave you alone and honestly, I can't stand seeing them in you!
Semester is almost over, There are places that cure in other countries, I don't know why I am still here, So That's October 28, 2015 for you... Lost two sets of keys that were like" probably meant to be lost and well my sisters couch aint so bad! God Is Good but sometimes we are Damned in Hell :)