Kerrious

When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

people are the only things that can turn love to hate. my love for them has slowly developed into a revelation that i hate them. i’m forcing myself to hate you really. because is their forgiveness for pumre evil? am i right ? can i not choose what i pray for? the fact that you will pay for your harm against me isn’t anything personal or something i take upon my self to do but what is written is that you are so defiant and without your technology this so called craft would already be nonexistant but its your perverts that won’t stop therefore creating punishment for yourselves while projecting it onto me because you are still using me as dumpster and that is why you watch me overall the bigger picture is you come in just to try to manipulate the situation when you should be minding your own damn business. and just because i grow tired doesn’t mean its time to attack that you take advantage of something we are suppose to feel always manipulating the situation to deem what we need as bad or stay vigilant when i don’t fucking have to. your no challenge for me, your yesterday’s new just being written about today but glad you could join us. you are not my challenge at all that i already know what you think and that doesn’t make it true that you can attack me repeatedly and i don’t even have to defend myself but yet you think i am. in the end days God said his people would not grow weary that expending my energy only creates more energy and more energy and i’m not sharing that i am truly self cleansing and self efficient to the point that my autopilot defeats you as i laugh histerically from hysteria to profound for my current understand and they steal those moments of silence and fill my silence with their words and it’s pathetic and old. that they mistake everythinggg i do to give them selves credit for even my silence like they created me and my silence and they have the ability to take it away huh? you are not more than a supposedly handler whose job is to try to control me and you fail miserably don’t you? that you hate me because i remind you of what a failure you are. that your only job is to watch me kill myself somehow someway. and as i grow tired he thinks it’s time to attack like the retard he must be and as a handler i’d like to kill you in self defense. so i put that on my bucket list and drop it in the drop box hoping God will read it and grant me the serenity i so desire.that freedom he wishes to take from me that no matter how he threatens me and my privacy and no matter how bad it breaks my heart i will pray for his inevitable death turning the tables and for once they die instead of a targeted individual changing everything. now i’m a little delerious right now and i know the law states in self defense that is very legal and if he keeps invading my space and raping me that i may just snap and perform self defense and no one will say a word. this is an irish neighborhood  just kidding but i promise i won’t kill him but i can’t promise God won’t grant me the serenity i so desperately need because my hands elude him or i’d rip his head right off and feed it to the aligators and no one would really care honestly.they put a spell on my throat and when they lose control they tighten that spell that is why schizophrenics have problems with their tongue and that is a symptom of schizophrenics by literature. that is a finding and i know that it is a thessolonian spell that was tossed at me and you want to fuck with me!?!??! coming to you live from the trenches that why are you curious ? about something i just said was your demise and i’m not lying. but they actually think this spell worked and it’s their last resort they only hope relies on a spell they couldn’t even finish. that they want to credit my itelligence on a spell that serves no purpose.this is how God must have felt during the flood.that sometimes doing the right thing breaks your heart ain’t that the truth.neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr i fucking hate you i fucking hate you with a passion that you really need to leave me alone and so far you’ve yet to yield from my NO. he will never stop. he is the devil.

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