HIDING FROM SOCIETY: AVOIDING MORE UNNECESSARY AND UNSANITARY BULLIES, AND INFESTATIONS OF GROSS PEOPLE 

I’m still staying out of the public eye for the most part. I don’t have a 9-5, and I am not forced to look at, live around, or be around unclean humans anymore, but when I do have to step outside, my eyes still have to see a lot of dirty, disgusting things and people. Unfortunately, I still have to go out for gas, last minute emergencies, and to walk a dog. Every time I go to the store, I try to wear plastic gloves and I carry tons, and tons, of disinfectant wipes. Every time I purchase something, I disinfect it. I disinfect everything item I touch, especially food. When I’m at the gas station, I wear gloves before pumping gas. Everywhere I go in public, I spot unclean, nasty-looking people. Their hands could have been between their legs or on a pile of semen, digging up their nose, on feces, or on a herpes infected penis before they came out of the house. It’s very disgusting. The more abstinent I become, the more uncleanliness and sloppiness I notice in other people and places. I hate gross environments now and I hate ugly, dirty, people-regardless of their race. It sucks that the world is so big, and I can travel wherever I want, and I may still have to face an infestation of gross people once I get there. 

QUARANTINED FOR LIFE: SOCIETY LOOKS AWFULLY SICKENING TO ME AND EXTREMELY PAINFUL TO LOOK AT 

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People that bully me into isolation are also very unsanitary and disgusting to look at. The more abuse and neglect I am forced to take, the more dirty and unsanitary the world appears. They all appear to be having INCEST as well as living unclean, sick, twisted, and homosexual private sex lives. Clean, healthy, people wouldn’t want to bully me and isolate me in such a gross, disturbing manner. Forcing me to talk to myself is very, very, dirty, and nasty. People may think they are being better than me, but I don’t see them as being better than me, regardless of what they have. I see them as dirty, filthy, and downright infectious. I see them as pest. I see them as a infestation of monkeys and flies. I can no longer see them as people, because they don’t act like people, and they choose to be nasty and disturbing. I see them as infestations of unclean humans, just like a infestation of roaches, bats, or other annoying pest. Just like a wild animal could carry a disease if you go near it, that is how bullies look. They look scary, dangerous, life threatening, and deadly. They look so disgusting, I’m afraid if I go near them, I will catch a fatal disease, get framed for something I didn’t do, or get killed. 

For the most part, living completely alone in the middle of nowhere is okay. I can live in isolation for the rest of my life. I do NOT have to be near any human civilization. I don’t have to worry about being molested, raped, bullied, catching COVID or AIDS or getting beaten, but I do have to be on the lookout for spies and sick, twisted, nosey, sadistic, gay sociopaths that might want to watch me or locate me for no reason.

AVOIDING FUNERALS, CEMETERIES, AND GRAVEYARDS

I won’t return to civilization, not even for a funeral. I won’t be keeping in contact with anyone. Funerals are gross, disgusting, and infected. Any deceased people from the human race will never get another dime from me. I will not visit their grave, pour out expensive liquor for them, burn expensive candles for them, give them expensive flowers, or put them on a raggedy ass T-shirt. I’m not even going to pour out a single, tiny, drop of my liquor for the dead anymore. My bottle of alcohol, is for MYSELF. My flowers, are for MYSELF. Everything is for myself, because I am literally- by myself. 

The deceased can rest in peace for all eternity, without me being present. They wouldn’t do it for me, if I were dead, and I can no longer respect the deceased. They don’t need my help, they all already have enough people. The deceased are were they belong. Cemeteries are garbage, infected with witchcraft, and I don’t want to go near them. I don’t want to connect with any deceased people either. I don’t want to channel them, seek advice from them, mention them, or be there for them in any way shape or form. If you see me burning candles, they aren’t being burned for any deceased people. When I die, I will remain irrelevant and unloved, just how it was when I was alive. I do not want to be near all the nasty, unnatural, sickening people that left me to die.

I DON’T LIKE SEX WORKERS: I DON’T WANT TO MEET ANY WOMEN, PROSTITUTES, STRIPPERS, WHORES, GAYS, LESBIANS, PARTY ANIMALS, BISEXUALS, SWINGERS, CHILD MOLESTERS OR TRANSGENDERS EVER AGAIN – THEY’RE DISGUSTING TO ME

Mississippi River- The oldest profession in the world is very annoying and bothersome to me. It looks similar to a pesky little HIV diagnoses that won’t go away. I don’t want to meet any females ever again. I do not want not even ONE friend. I do not want to help them either. I will not go anywhere near an unsafe infestation of prostitutes. It is NOT my God-given calling to hang around ANY women- old or young. They are extremely gross and disgusting, and that is how they will remain now and in the future. These type of women and their thirsty fans are horrible people to be around. The reason is because I get bullied constantly by those big, funky, gross, incestral freaks, and they are the scum of the earth. I am not a man, and I will not let any confused, horny, nasty, hopeless gay women talk to me like one. 

I am not attracted to pimps. Prostitutes can not lure me into their stable using their boss. I don’t like sex traffickers. They’re very gruesome and murderous. Most pimps these days have a stable of both women and male prostitutes, who share the same clientele, and hang in the same circle. Sometimes they all travel in groups on tours across the country just to prostitute. It’s very nasty out there. They are all one big happy family out there. I don’t want any of their gay love spreading anywhere near me. When I travel, I travel solo, and not to prostitute. I have to be very careful, not to bump into those unnatural people. 

A prostitute and a pimp 

Most sex workers have a predator following and some are aware and some are not. They degrade themselves for the whole world then treat other people that choose not to live like a nasty whore, like nothing. Some of them work a legitimate job during the day and trick on the side and some work selling their grossness 24/7. They DO NOT know that not everyone wants to live that way. A lot of them don’t even get to go home with the trash bag money and the money they hold to their ear when they post on Instagram and Onlyfans. The money usually belongs to someone else. Most of them live on government housing which require that they report every dollar being earned but they never do. They will even get so desperate for cash and go so far as to turn their government housing project apartment into a brothel like environment where they traffick themselves alone or other with women hidden inside. 

Some sex workers have their own self supported low to medium class apartment, house, or condo which was obtained under false pretenses or from selling their vagina (which is illegal almost everywhere) or trafficking other women and girls, which is a federal crime known as human (sex) trafficking or pandering. They could spend up to two decades in prison. A lot of the faggot women don’t get caught, because the world loves prostitutes. Some of them live with relatives who allow them to degrade themselves and live that way and others do not even have a roof over their entire head at all. They will sleep on the street, in their car, or in a hotel selling their bodies to pay the rent. To me, prostitutes are not inspiring people. 

THE REASON I AVOID FUNKY LOOKING STRIPPERS AND SEX WORKERS : THEY ARE NASTY, SLOPPY, GAY, AND HAVE TOO MANY PROBLEMS AND DISEASES

I don’t like strippers. When whores become strippers, The club or company they work for will charge an expensive house fee, usually over 50% of their earnings. They also have to pay a DJ fee which is usually less than $30. If they have a house mom , they will charge them anywhere between $1-30 to use all of the toiletries in the dressing room. If they are starving they have to pay for food from the bar or buy some nearby on a break which can cost anywhere between $5-80 a night for a plate of food. If they are on a celebrity status level (most of them never make it that far) they will have to pay security or a male escort to walk them to their car or around town which is so expensive they usually just pay them by trading sex. They will also have to spend money for gas or an Uber to get to and from the club which can range anywhere between $15-$100 if they are working locally. They also have to put money in the jukebox if there is one inside the club. Some of them even have to pre-game or buy their own drinks because their clients and customers are too cheap.

A photo of a bunch of homosexual strippers found on Www.xxgasm.comhttps://xxgasm.com/photos/black-ghetto-strippers-club/ (gross stuff I don’t want to see) 

If they are an escort, prostitute or streetwalker, they will usually have a pimp that will force them to give up 50-100% of their earnings. All sex workers have to spend money for weaves, hair, nails, shoes, outfits, skimpy clothes, makeup and other social media worthy material possessions (that the feds and predators can see). That is where the rest of the earnings go and they have to do this so that they can look good enough to get back to work again. Sex workers make a lot of money and almost all of it is completely invested into more sex work. The customers and John’s almost never want a plain Jane type of worker. Some strippers and prostitutes are sneaky. They don’t all broadcast their behavior on social media or tell people of their profession because they want to fool their partners or other people in the community that does not approve or accept that type of lifestyle. Instead of staying out of the streets, They will go to the clients house on a sneaky visit. They will go to parties far away from where they live or fly out of the country on a “business“ trip and have sex with random strangers or take all of their clothes off in a strip club. Sometimes they disguise the trips as “girls night out” or a “ladies only vacation” and end up stripping and selling sex with all of their friends. Then they return to their home and act like nothing ever happened. These women are sick and most of them suffer from serious mental health disorders. Some of them have been diagnosed by a professional and others have not. They suck as women and they are a disgrace to the human race. As a female rapper, I don’t even want strippers listening or dancing to my music in a club. Yuck! Strippers, if you are reading this, do not twerk to my stuff! There is a lot of finesse and scamming associated with that profession. If you are in to deep, you can lose your mind.

I CAUGHT A FELONY THAT WON’T GO AWAY: GUN CHARGES THAT STICK FOREVER 

The felony I was charged with that won’t go away, is for a firearm that I tried to purchase all the way back in 2015. I just wanted to protect myself from the nasty infestation of incest people, liars, people that touch themselves and stick objects and dildos up themselves, sickening retarded married women, groups of smelly gay women, prostitutes, old creeps, nasty groups of homosexual men and boys, and sloppy, gay, ugly, bullies that try to force themselves on me. I am by myself all the time, and it was just too many of them. I do not like or want those kinds of people and no one believes me. They are disgusting and I do not want to be near all those predators and families. They make a lot of nasty, infested, gay, threats. The infestation of predators got even nastier after I caught the charge. I used to look for jobs, but I gave up because they would stop bringing up that old ass charge. By summer of 2021, I eventually realized that my lifespan would get shorter due to all the nasty people trying to infect me. I had to go into isolation, where I will remain, because every time I try to survive, the infestation of nasty, yucky, predators just gets larger. 

Trying to purchase a gun from a nasty, uncool gun range was a bad idea. It did not solve my problems. I had been hospitalized before, and I didn’t know it was illegal. The first time I purchased a gun from a shop around 2007, it was legal, but after that, I went to a hospital for a painful memory I don’t want to remember. After I was discharged, I wasn’t aware that I had lost my gun rights. It was a honest mistake, but the court system in Virginia is sickening and they didn’t care. The gun store snitched on me, and I was charged with a felony and a misdemeanor. I hired a lawyer, but he did not make the charges disappear. I cut the lawyer off. 

I was able to get my civil rights restored in 2021, but I still have to pay $2,000 to a new lawyer (whose name will not be mentioned for security reasons) to have my gun rights restored. The lawyer offered to take $1,000 down to get the process started. I do not trust lawyers. People are very nasty towards me, they have no regard for my life, and they don’t believe half of the stuff that has happened to me. To start the gun rights restoration process, I have to be able to be mentally competent to stand in court front of a judge and explain why I need the gun. I also have to have a note from a mental healthcare professional that will approve. Right now, I choose not to have a gun because I can’t travel with it. Once my gun rights are restored, the gun (tazer, etc.) can not leave my residence, which changes often. I have no stability, because people switch up on me often, according to how they feel that day. It’s sadistic and flat out gross. I’m disgusted with the entire world. I always have been. 

I’ve only owned two guns throughout my life. One was a 38 special revolver, and the other one was a Russian pistol-a 48 caliber. I have to go through all of this, because prison sucks. Its a sickening, nasty environment. What disappoints me the most, is that even if I have a legal gun, I still may never get a security position in the corporate world. I definitely don’t want to be the po po. That’s disgusting. I don’t talk to them. I just want to be a security guard for my own business. I have to be able to protect myself, as a rapper, a loner, and as a woman because there are a lot of sick fucks out there, and they don’t like me and want me dead. It is not a laughing matter. It’s just skank, disgusting, dirty, racist, and gross to be treated with so much disdain. 

MORE PRISON AWARENESS

Here is a documentary I found on Youtube, that explains how straight men get turned out in prison in the United States of America. I’m avoiding ALL human contact throughout the country, not just men, especially in the black community, because a lot of them are gay, brutal, racist, hateful, murderous, heartless, disease infested, and HIV positive. 

I WANT THE INFESTATION OF NASTY HOMOSEXUALS AND ILLITERATE PEOPLE THAT CAN’T READ AND COMPREHEND MY BOOKS TO STOP: TODAY I WOKE UP TO MORE YUCKY, SICKENING ABUSE AND CONSTANT THREATS FROM THE GAY COMMUNITY

Quincy, IL-I’ve net some of the most sickening, scum of the earth, yuckiest, gayest, non-believers and groups of fags these past few years in all my life. What so sickening about it is that they want me to degrade them. YUCK! I’m still getting harassed by a bunch of sickening racist gays. It feels disgusting and humiliating. They are extremely violating and narcissistic and believe I am supposed to know them. I am all alone. I’ve never had a family, I’ve never had any female friends. I never went to prom. I haven’t had a birthday party my since I was  a child. I’ve never had a boyfriend. My deceased birth father wasn’t in my life, nor was anyone on his side of the family ever in my life. I’ve been abused, lied on, and harassed so much-it’s sick. The abusers are extremely homosexual, racist, and do not care how they make me feel, how many times I vomit, or much pain they put me through, nor do they care how many years pass by while they torture and stalk me. They just continue being sickening. I have been living in isolation for over a year, and I’m still being bullied and harassed. It is GROSS. 

Today, another gay pedophile and troll contacted me using several different phone numbers, and told me to kill myself and jump out of my mothers window again. They also called me a crack head and a bad mother. The threats came from the nasty, racist, hillbilly state of Virginia. I am no where near my mothers house, and the text message the troll sent telling me to jump out the window was fucking nasty and gay. I don’t know what type racist, sick, gay, ephebophiles, and pedophiles would want to keep putting me through that. What type of gay, perverted, nasty, racist, incest having people would want me to commit suicide that bad? Ew! Yuck! 

I am not on drugs, nor do I use crack. I do not sleep around and I am NOT with anyone. I do not get laid. Men do not sleep with me anymore and they do not like me At ALL! They turned gay on me! They will not pleasure me. They denied me of that! I don’t know any men at all anymore! Men are not attracted to me! They are only attracted to other men and nasty, gay, funky women that have a lot of friends and family and know how to grind their nasty gay vaginas together! I never did that stuff! I never had a woman and men are not attracted to me!!!!! I repeat.. MEN DO NOT WANT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! They will not be with me! They will only be with the gays!!!!! They will love them and put them on a pedestal !

Gay people always think my hate and vomit for them is a joke. Then when I try to attack them, they call all of their gay faggot-friends and family for help and the police so their incest having asses can having something to complain about for the next ten years. They are weak, needy, sloppy, and gross! I’m not jealous of those fucking faggot people!!! Yuck! I just want them to stay away from me! My hate for you does not mean I love you, know you, or want you! Ew! Do not take my hate for a sign of love! I do not like you. I am NOT GAY! You are nothing but nasty, life sentence-infected people! 

I WILL NEVER BE MIDDLE CLASS, OWN A HOME, OR HAVE FANCY CLOTHES: THE INFESTATION OF RETARDED PEOPLE WON’T STOP

I am ABSTINENT! I do not engage in sexual activities and I do NOT know anyone in America. I am not being sold, raped, or molested anymore and I am not on crack! All those rumors those trolls are spreading about me are FALSE! I am not a slave, a homosexual, a bisexual, nor do I belong to anyone and I am not a piece of property. I am not a bad mother, I was raped by a transgender woman when I was 16. The tranny did not want to have anything to do with me after he raped me, and all the gays protected the racist shemale and not me. They’re disgusting and they’re slow, and they are not natural human beings. I tried to start a teaching career and went to college, but the bullying and the the tranny infestation grew. I was forced to drop out of school and live off of government assistance. I’ve spent over 17 years living below the poverty line and the mentally retarded community doesn’t care. I’m no where near middle class, and with my life being infested with slow people and homosexuals, I never will be. I was left to grow up fast and fend for myself with no money or family. The mildly retarded, trans people, hated on every single move I made, and every single dollar I wanted to get. It was overly infested with lames and gay men. I tried to find a new man to be there for me and the kids, but they were homosexual pedophiles and wanted to sleep with little boys and not me, so I never ended up with a father for them. That is not my fault. They were all just a bogus imitation of Lil Nas X pretending to like me, but secretly liking men. Even if I go back to finish my degree, my felony will be staring back at me, and all the gays and the entire dirty, racist, faggot black community will keep on laughing. They probably aren’t going to buy my books or my music either. Gross. Getting support from the black community is like trying to find a needle in a haystack. 

2022 Human Trafficking map: danger in the United States

This current map shows locations where human trafficking is not present (green states) in my life, and states where there may be a serious potential threat to be brutally trafficked, beaten, stalked, murdered, or sold again to a bunch of sickening creeps (blue states). As you can see, most of the trafficking is present along the coast of the Atlantic and Pacific oceans. Most pimps and traffickers drive up and down the east coastline to pimp and traffick human beings all day. Once you’re in  a trafficking ring in the blue shaded areas, it’s hard to get out. The traffickers are like mobsters, and have very strong connections and ties all along the coastline. You have to flee the area altogether, or they will rat you out, set you up, or just murder you altogether. They are also known for pushing people over the bridge, off of a boat, off of a pier, out of a moving car, or just tying them up and hanging them. They are extremely violent. They are also known for infecting dancers, and other sex workers with HIV, on purpose. The violent gangs and traffickers grow in number each year, and so do the victims. 

the blue states are the territories (states/coast) that I don’t belong in (2022)

The modern day slavery along the U.S. Atlantic and Pacific coastlines has gotten brutally sickening. All the bisexual men in the blue shaded states & yellow states, turned me down after they finished selling me to each other (from 2005-2021), because they wanted to date each other, and then marry or date bisexual women. They told me to go away forever, and I did. The green areas are the safest areas for me to migrate to, away from the racists, the gays & the criminals, in the United States of America, so far this year. I’m avoiding the Caribbean, Mexico, Africa, and Canada because there may be a potential threat, but I can not say for sure. 

The gay pedophiles in the blue shaded states & yellow states forced me to witness them having sex , while I was being trafficked by them 
This image I found online is an example of why I don’t talk to men(boys) & the reason I wroteI’m still Abstitnent . This image also explains why I don’t hang around women, because they always cover for these types of men. The gay groups of women also forced me to watch them having sex with each other. There are millions of pornographic images and videos of groups of black gay people having gay sex, just like this one, online. Most of them live on the east and west coasts of the U.S.  
Some of the predators like the ones in this image were in prison, others were in the military. Some of them are wealthy, and some of them have mediocre jobs to take care of their families. A lot of them look for victims to rape and sell so they can keep a roof over their head. Most of the sick predators, if not all of them, are known for raping their own relatives and having gay incest with them. Men getting raped by their own brothers, by their own fathers, uncles, and cousins, and women getting raped and preyed upon by their own mothers, cousins, and sisters. The pedophiles have a sick, twisted mean of the word “family”. They are walking around everywhere, reproducing, and spreading diseases across America each and every day. I won’t be a victim.

States with the most violent human trafficking rings 

The states in America with the most violent dangerous human trafficking rings, are in yellow. They have the highest number of extremely violent pimps, tricks, and escorts. There are hundreds of thousands of undercover whore houses, and stables. They also have a high number of sexually transmitted diseases. There is a high level of other crimes in the highlighted states including theft, rape, kidnapping, vandalism, and murder. I have not investigated Nevada, due to the high number of unreported suicides in Las Vegas.

The yellow states are deadly areas that I don’t belong in (2022)

The rap industry is full of twist and turns: being an independent artist is even more costly, deadly, and risky

When you’re an independent hip hop artist, it hurts when no one will support you. I’ve been rapping professionally for only 6 months, and a lot of time, effort, and money goes into my music. I don’t have time to keep putting out music that isn’t bringing me any royalties. I haven’t sold any music at all, nor has my music been featured in any movies. My studio sessions usually run me about $150 each, plus distribution and promotion, which runs me about another $100 and up for each song. That hundred dollars for promotion can run up into the millions. The price of releasing an album cost double verses releasing a single. Also, it cost thousands of dollars to distribute the music to stores. When it comes to music, quality is better than quantity. That’s why I never pay less than $60-80 an hour for studio time. I’ve put out a total of 5 songs. I’ve spent about $1,400 on my unreleased album so far, and the expenses just keep growing.

I don’t perform at concert venues, so I’m not getting any real exposure. I have high standards, and I won’t just waste money trying to look cool in front of a bummy looking, ghetto, sloppy crowd. You have to be a big name artist in order for the venue to pay you, otherwise you have to pay them, and I refuse to do that. I also don’t have any music videos. My music videos are going to start at around $500 and up per scene, per video, and I don’t have the money to pay for them. Music videos are also very pricy, and can cost millions in the long run. I can’t give my fans a visual. They treat me so nasty, they don’t even deserve one, honestly. No one knows me, and they all think I am a slow, nasty, retarded woman out in the streets living like a nasty, horny, jealous, gay, sloppy, pig- just like them. Unfortunately I don’t live that way and I won’t live that way for my fans. I don’t like the way most of them view me. I am not a reflection of them, I am me. I won’t let them get near me, because I’m not that safe. I do everything myself. I do not have a manager, or security. I’ve failed multiple times at meeting people I can trust.

I’m not signed to a record label who can assist me financially. I have recorded 9 songs altogether. I have written about 18 songs, so I have a lot more recording to do. I still have 7 beats left, 4 of which I own 100% of the rights to. The other 3, I only own 50% of the rights to. I eventually realized, through trial and error, that owning the full license to my beats brings much more pleasure than having a middle man.

Photo by Wallace Chuck on Pexels.com

I’m just a very poor indie artist, and that is how my life will be forever. I’m also a woman, and rapping is more of a male dominated industry, and they aren’t going to pay as much as attention to me as a they would a whole group of people. The music industry is also very controlled and dominated by a lot of homosexuals, to my disadvantage. My life is very, very, hard.

Horrorcore isn’t getting that much attention, and I’m going to bring it back

I’m probably going to be a solo rapper for the rest of my natural born life with or without a major label. My new single “Step by step” was released April 27, 2022. It is another horrocore song from my upcoming debut album. Horrorcore is not a forgotten sub genre. It is very real and present in todays modern rap scene. No matter how hard I try not to be, I will forever be a devotee of Santa Muerte. It’s tatted on my flesh. I got the tattoo in Los Angeles, California, the city I call, the “most wicked death cult city” of all time, because they’re not to far from Mexico. Mexico has the worst of gangland horrors I have ever seen. Just a couple of years ago, I was human trafficked, right outside of Tijuana. California was the nastiest state I have ever visited in my entire life. The east and west coast are extremely nasty, dirty, and racist to me. It is absolutely sickening.

I ride around with the Santa Muerte statute on my car dashboard, because if I take it out, she might kill me while I’m driving. Santa Muerte is very dangerous but also very loving. I just recently (April 5th, 2022) witnessed her taking my pit bull’s life due to unforeseen cancer. My car has been blessed by Santa Muerte. I had to load my deceased animal into the vehicle and transport her to the vet to be cremated. I haven’t sanitized the car since. I sleep right next to my animals memorial every single night. I already put the statue in the car, and it has to stay there for life. Death is very real, and very present. Sometimes I wonder, how I will die myself. I hope it isn’t due to drugs and alcohol, murder, nature, or suicide.

Battle rap is mad gay: I will never battle rap with women as long as I am alive on earth

Yuck! These battle rappers look like a bunch of predators 

I’ll never turn into a battle rapper. These days, women battle rappers look like a bunch of leftover baked turkeys from three thanksgivings ago. I don’t care how much money they make. They all look like they’re bumping too many of their nasty vaginas together. They’re all ugly, bossy, and homo. I ain’t gay. Their “cliques” are mad stinky and funky looking. I’ll never blow my cool for those gay faggots. I’ll still wake up the next morning, if I don’t ever get a record deal. I’ll just save myself pools of vomit, by ducking all of those nutty, phoney fans and shady, greedy producers. Most importanly, I will NEVER support another rapper again. I lost too much respect. I will not go to their concerts, buy their music, watch their videos, or listen to them for free or pay to listen to them. I’m used to my own poverty, and I can not afford to support anyone but myself.

Feeling like I might catch TB or a skin disease in a ring that filthy, this image is an example of how nasty battle rappers are

Stone cold killers and haters that are stuck in the past 

Alot of my enemies (all of whom are gay male homosexuals and bisexual and lesbian females) are stuck in the past. They continue to hurt and harass me for decade after decade. A lot of the sickening people are extremely obsessed with me and disrespectful. They will stalk me or spy on me with out my knowledge and then come back to physically, sexually, harass, threaten, or mentally harm me months, years or even decades after I told them to stay away from me. I always assume that they went away for good, and that they will not come back to harm me again. Then when they find me and harm me, people will tell me I “allowed” them to do it, or I told them where I was or I did the harm to “myself”. They want me to look like a dumb person. That’s why I never confide in anyone or tell people my problems anymore. I literally do not have a voice around them. I get abused and neglected EVEN MORE. I do not enjoy talking to more sickening people about personal problems or abuse. As they become more curious and obsessed, they will violate my privacy by planting illegal eavesdropping devices or tracking devices to find out what they wanna know anyway, which is very gross, violating, and hurtful. They rarely get caught. 

Their level of narcissism, greed, hate, and racism has stopped 90% of my normal activities, goals, aspirations, or special interest 

Their Narcissistic abuse, hate, racism, and sloppiness affects me every day. They keep thinking I want something from them. What is there to want? As I stated before, most of them don’t even want me to have basic clothes, medication, food, and water. Why would I have high expectations for anything else around people that are sick, homosexual, and selfish? Why would I want anything around fiends, adulterers, the illiterate, thieves, lesbians, transexuals, bisexuals, college grad gay bullies, pedophiles, crooked dirty cops, baby killers, animal abusers, child molesters, sex offenders, murderers, rapist, inbreeders, the morbidly obese, and the racist prostitutes? Do not keep telling me what I can’t have.

Other facts you didn’t know about me that readers need to know: Fags can have that life 

I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING. I REPEAT, I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING FROM ANY OF YOU PEOPLE. I’M NOT GAY, I’M NOT A BUM, AND I’M NOT MILDLY RETARDED, OR A CLONE. I WASN’T ASSIGNED TO RIDE A SHORT YELLOW BUS BACK IN SCHOOL. I RODE THE LONG ONE. I WASN’T BORN A MAN NOR HAVE I EVER WISHED TO BE ONE AND NOR HAVE I NEVER WENT UNDERCOVER DRESSED AS ONE. I DO NOT HAVE FRIENDS. I DO NOT HAVE AN EXTERNAL FAMILY. I DO NOT HAVE SISTERS OR BROTHERS. I DO NOT LIKE CRACK/MOLLY/HEROIN/METH DEALERS NOR DO I WANT THEM NEAR ME. I’M NOT A FOLLOWER I’M A LEADER. I DO NOT ASSOCIATE WITH DRUG KINGPINS. I’VE NEVER DATED A WOMAN AND I DO NOT LIKE GAY, HOMOSEXUAL, OR BISEXUAL MEN/BROS. I DO NOT USE INSTAGRAM, FACEBOOK, TIK TOK, SNAPCHAT, OR TWITTER. I’M ALSO NOT A PROSTITUTE, ESCORT, PORN STAR, OR STRIPPER. I WILL NOT HAVE SEX/INCEST WITH YOU AND/OR YOUR FAMILIES. DON NOT BOTHER TRYING TO FORCE ME. I’M NOT INTERESTED IN DATING OR MARRIAGE. I AM NOT LOOKING FOR EMPLOYMENT EITHER. I DO NOT PUT IN EMPLOYMENT APPLICATIONS. I DO NOT WANT TO WORK. I’M A WRITER. I’M NOT LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO STAY AND I’M NOT INTERESTED. I’M NOT LOOKING FOR A RECORD DEAL EITHER. I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO ABUSE ME, LIE ON ME, OR FRAME ME FOR YOUR PROBLEMS. FACE YOUR OWN. I’M NOT WRITING ALL OF THIS SO YOU CAN CONTINUE TO HARASS ME, I’M SAYING THIS SO YOU PEOPLE CAN STOP BEING SO OBSESSED AND FINALLY GROW UP AND FALL BACK. IT’S SICK HOW MOST OF THEM ARE STUCK ON TALKING DOWN ON ME AND SADISTICALLY OBSESSED WITH TORTURING ME. You people can curve me. You’ve been abusing and neglecting me all my life. Why stop now ? They tell each other not to give me anything and they tell everybody not to like me. They tell each other how to treat me. They plot together. They snitch together. They conspire together They hate together. They do everything together. Those kind of people are all around me.

I’m remaining celibate and abstinent forever: Contracting & Spreading HIV=Life behind bars 

I chose this path myself, no one else encouraged me to save my body. They were all sexual predators. Most of them going both ways. I’m celibate. Celibacy is when you save yourself from marriage and sexual relations. I don’t believe in marriage. I’ve seen too many people having affairs, being gay, swinging, planting hidden cameras, being HIV +, and having incest and gay incest. I’ve also seen instances of people serving a life sentence for spreading AIDS. A lot of homosexual people do not just have one partner, they have multiple, or even hundreds. Sometimes HIV positive people might tamper with the condoms, poke holes through them, or try to make them bust on purpose. It is also important for people that do have the virus, use precautions when sleeping with another infected person, because their strand or viral load of HIV might not be the same as the other infected person, which could turn worsen, and turn into full-blown AIDS.

If you ever see two of the same gender doing any of the following, it is a life threatening red flag: 

feeling each other up, smacking each other on the buttocks but pretend to be playing 

Making you do strip search or asking you to remove your clothes 

calling each other lovey dovey names such as bae, boo, hun, sweetheart, mama, girl, etc…

“two girl” escort specials 

same gender sleeping in the bed together everyday 

kissing in the mouth 

holding hands 

watching gay porn 

texting, chatting, hugging, or flirting inappropriately 

wearing clothes of the opposite gender 

Grinding on each other at a club or party 

A specific gender fantasying over the same gender. Two or more people of the same gender spending way too much quality time alone together or on trips or at frat parties

More obvious signs: 

supporting and watching gay tv/movies/videos 

using gay dating apps or posting sex ads that cater to the same gender 

One who attends gay pride festivals

people who wear a rainbow flag/button/emoji, or symbol or have it hanging in front of their house/yard

males wearing makeup and/or nail polish/fake fingernails/fake hair 

People who share sex toys 

a person who goes to gay clubs/revues/drag shows

a person who takes a lot of of medication or drugs 

a person who looks malnourished or extremely frail

one who shoots dope or uses dirty needles

Please do not take any of these things lightly. Exit the LGBTQ environment immediately. 

Abstinence is when you refrain from something. That is what I am doing. Refraining from sex and drugs. I will never have sex again. It is very, very, gross, violating, and sickening. Sex to me is like eating a bowl of vomit and pee mixed together. I’m scared straight forever. I will never sleep with another fuccing man ever, ever, again. Abstinence is the best decision I have ever made in my entire life. Ten years from today, I will still be single, abstinent, and HIV negative. Some people think I’m slow, but I rather be slow than a fast a$$. It feels awesome refraining from risky activities such as sex and drugs.

PAY ATTENTION: People are banned from leading me: The reason I don’t take advice from prostitutes, older women, or anyone else 

I don’t take advice from women because all of them are gay and lesbian. I don’t take advice from older women either, even cougars. Most of them get in their feelings like children when you turn them down. It’s sick. When you are a young woman you have to be careful taking advice from older women. Just because they are older, doesn’t mean they have regard for your life. Most of them just want to see you in jail. A lot of “old heads” hated on me, and their advice only lead me to a path of incarceration, multiple mental hospitalizations, drugs, and prostitution. That is the only advice they can give, even with a doctorates or master’s degree. I’m not the little helpless “tard” (short for retarded- a name the funky lesbians dykes call me) that you can prey on and bully with all of your old college/high school dykes and neighbors. I don’t like any women, and I don’t take advice from people who don’t care, or aren’t human enough to have regard for my life. I don’t want anything from them, nor do I want to compete with the funky dirty women, nor do I want to go back to college so they can come for me. It doesn’t matter that I’m poor or a drop out. I don’t want your body for a place to stay. I’ll die first. Nor do I like or want your gay axx-anal having boyfriends and husbands. No thanks faggxts. You people are for each other, not me. Don’t try to offer any phoney advice. I don’t need you. I don’t want any of those nasty women’s ugly ass man either. I will NOT let you guide me, mentor me, or lead me. Stay y’all funky gay asses away. Bully someone else. I don’t need the funky-fxggots trying to feel sorry for me either. Keep your tears and your fake sympathy. I DON’T WANT YOU PEOPLE AROUND ME. All those groups of dykes do is try to harm me and then gang up on me. Then they snitch on me when I fight back. The funky fxggot-bisexual lesbos can’t even take what they dish. It is disgusting. DO NOT SPEAK. Speak to the fxggot-bxtches that actually know you, because I don’t.