I went for both whatever matrix man I am blind to and my mother.
I am being systematic at my own snowflake leisure to beat on a couple of matrix man walls.
Oh yes, the matrix man ridicules me all of the time. I can't see him, but I feel his predator. Desperate hateful predator. So, while in my anger and that I've already let a little loose with my anger, I let out more anger.
Congrats sick fuck oil riggers, you get satisfaction of finding some of my oil, sick fuck worthless pieces of shit who need to eat shit and die.
Anyway, while on my cussing rant, it went a little something like this:
My mother: OMG Sarah you don't use that language in my house.
Me: Ok mom, I'm getting abused by the world right now and it bothers you more that I'm using "such language" at my abusers. ....... .... Mom, you really are an awful mom. Not in a nazi way, but in a sincere way for who you are.
My biological mother: (puts on a purple shirt as if to make me feel demonized and paranoid). In silence still no conversation or defense.
Me: Mom you're arrogant and such a sick fuck for even insinuating that you have shit for brains. (yes I really said that.)
Biological mother: Stop using that language in my house!
Me: (Walking away) You are a sick fuck arrogant mother who has shit for brains who is clueless how to fight. You're an awful mother (biological mother babbling in the background), keep your mouth shut.
So to give more obsessed anal retentive judges who have never deserved and still don't deserve any piece of my life and whatever info they want, here you go you sick twisted who deserve to die awful dogs. There you go systematic bitches who would die to call me a teen or with some sort of disorder because I don't match your cookie cutter ways of going through how you see the systematic process of a teen rebelling and growing into adulthood. That I'm still somehow just a little girl.
Fucking matrix fucktards who don't know how to get a life have had fucked up desperate and stupid judgement. Who have made me suffer from some people because of your judgement all because I won't disclose myself to you sick fuck animal pig dogs. Fucking sick fucks who are so sickingly desperate.
Fucking sick fuck worthless piece of shit cookie cutters that really think they're God and the best "judges." Eat shit and die. Eat shit and die. Fucking worthless sacks of shit.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Nothing Really New
I officially quit my job today. I actually called in on this one.
Also, be prepared for a probable Ike and Tina brawl with me vs. a number of men and even women.
I'm simply fed up. People do desperately provoke the shit out of me for any desperate attempt to feel a godlike satisfaction. "It's not me its you." Endless. Between both parties. I try to be cooperative as much as possible, but I just can no longer put up with being pushed to my limits and worthless provokings.
Now, of course, those with the God complex will have serious issues with what I think and feel about my life and situation.
No, I will never call them God. No, I will never call myself a worthless purposeless bump on a log either.
Just don't be surprised if some serious hatefulness, slander, and maybe even physical abuse comes to the surface.
It is impossible to be adaptable to anything.
It is impossible to have respect, trust, hope, or faith in anyone at this point.
People are indescribably inhumane.
People are indescribably unfair unjust and psycho.
Very few people have a good fight.
People are impossible period.
Ridicule me with my princess name, I will never accept inhumanities that come my way.
I am aware of the world around me. I know how it goes with financial class. I'm in a tensed up state of being and prepared to have to roll with the punches even though some punches will never be of worth or right to me.
I already see some manipulations. I live how I want to live and seek what I want to seek despite manipulations. It's dumb for people to think I should answer to others for my own free will of choice. I will never bow to slave labor.
I belong to me.
Hi Five Richard Simons
Giving myself a hug and just loving myself!
Also, be prepared for a probable Ike and Tina brawl with me vs. a number of men and even women.
I'm simply fed up. People do desperately provoke the shit out of me for any desperate attempt to feel a godlike satisfaction. "It's not me its you." Endless. Between both parties. I try to be cooperative as much as possible, but I just can no longer put up with being pushed to my limits and worthless provokings.
Now, of course, those with the God complex will have serious issues with what I think and feel about my life and situation.
No, I will never call them God. No, I will never call myself a worthless purposeless bump on a log either.
Just don't be surprised if some serious hatefulness, slander, and maybe even physical abuse comes to the surface.
It is impossible to be adaptable to anything.
It is impossible to have respect, trust, hope, or faith in anyone at this point.
People are indescribably inhumane.
People are indescribably unfair unjust and psycho.
Very few people have a good fight.
People are impossible period.
Ridicule me with my princess name, I will never accept inhumanities that come my way.
I am aware of the world around me. I know how it goes with financial class. I'm in a tensed up state of being and prepared to have to roll with the punches even though some punches will never be of worth or right to me.
I already see some manipulations. I live how I want to live and seek what I want to seek despite manipulations. It's dumb for people to think I should answer to others for my own free will of choice. I will never bow to slave labor.
I belong to me.
Hi Five Richard Simons
Giving myself a hug and just loving myself!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
How to Stay Alive
Short and not sweet
Some would argue that the dreamer in me is the real blame and cause for my failure at any job.
Despite some reason to not argue and walk away, I'd rather be a fighter now, even if it is an obnoxious fighter.
I simply argue IT HAS BEEN LORD OF THE FLIES. IT HAS BEEN RIGGED. IT HAS BEEN COMMIES.
Even in giving a benefit of the doubt, people are still stalkers. In giving a truly judged account of the entire picture of workplace setting, it has never been right.
Lord of the flies.
Yes, I keep applying for places to work despite what I've been through. I would rather continue to be fired and go through several workplaces before simply staying at home and not working at all.
I consider the world around me as desperate haters and see my setting as Lord of the Flies. I continue to wait for the day that people say: It isn't about the literal job.
Whether it be:
nazi's
personal hate
extreme authoritarianism and tyranny
about ego
Until then, I continue to rely on my own self to figure out how I am going to survive.
Some would argue that the dreamer in me is the real blame and cause for my failure at any job.
Despite some reason to not argue and walk away, I'd rather be a fighter now, even if it is an obnoxious fighter.
I simply argue IT HAS BEEN LORD OF THE FLIES. IT HAS BEEN RIGGED. IT HAS BEEN COMMIES.
Even in giving a benefit of the doubt, people are still stalkers. In giving a truly judged account of the entire picture of workplace setting, it has never been right.
Lord of the flies.
Yes, I keep applying for places to work despite what I've been through. I would rather continue to be fired and go through several workplaces before simply staying at home and not working at all.
I consider the world around me as desperate haters and see my setting as Lord of the Flies. I continue to wait for the day that people say: It isn't about the literal job.
Whether it be:
nazi's
personal hate
extreme authoritarianism and tyranny
about ego
Until then, I continue to rely on my own self to figure out how I am going to survive.
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