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Sarah
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You know… Heres 50 cents.. with a hole in it. Do with it what you will. It might buy you a song . Ill take it tooooo a chocolate shop… — I felt a bit better when I saw they have matcha strawberry hearts. They have my dead grandfathers favourite candy oranges dipped in chocolate milk&dark.. i cant count how many ive eaten with him when i was a kid. … yet it reinforced the ugly truth that she stole my life.. these stories would only get told if i were in love in an actual relationship.. — She properly is a rotten stinking corps i think her vagina only produces acid and puss. 🖕
One of my deadest insta accounts had 20 views during the time when my screen was broken. I havent used it in over a year after Ripped heart Cut apart Stomped on it Chewed on it Threw it away Burnt it and snorted the ash
Oh and I found another fact that i had the right idea when i thought i got hacked, I logged into an account that i hadn’t used or logged into since 2020. To recipients that i dont know.. The Australian tax office & drum roll.. no i can say it.. But theres coconut sugar there.
Im not sure yet if ill share the story from the 1200. its alot to digest thats it so accurate & very hurtful… Lets see but it would explain so many energetic topics & creations that ppl have created/lived to navigate through the trauma
In the meantime ive got a new stray cat that likes hanging around me. I gained some weight & my second batch of post dengue hair is growing. I have a new hot chocolate recipe & some bom! matcha. I tried my first Accupuncture on myself & ive got a long way to go.
My ribs are healed up from this yrs ‘accident’ it was def an internal injury bc i still feel it sometimes. But i can do handstands again.. so thats a start.
I found a story that ive never knew anything about from the 1200 that explains which story was told to me in 2020. 6 yrs and 3mnths later i finally have proof of who it was. Its not really a surprise following basic criminology test but it doesnt sting any less. But yeah her face is as ugly as her insides.
Well i left my screen broken for over month. I came back to this here and nothing to see. In the eyes of evil im evil. Looks like good has lost. In the eyes of the arrogant i just need help.. to be normal again.
I guess there wont be any revenge anymore with this.. I guess it for the greater good i still think the topic of self chosen dying should be legalised in more countries and accepted.
The sickest joke of this week is that i got’invited to weddîng this weekend. She already told me month ago but i didnt connect the dots until they told me again today
Its been six years now i still wish that i would have died.. Everything afterwards is a waste of time just like everything before.. There is nothing worth having to be alive for.. I dont get why humans are even alive they’re not even needed
Siz years ago this week and next week this crazy woman abused me while i was sick and they let me die in the hospital bc of a misdiagnosis… About 6 male security guys came into my room with a bunch of nurses that woke me up and acted like they needed to sedate me or something and then injected me with some fucked up shit.. my heart stopped i regained consciousness for a second and saw metal shit on the left side of my body(i researched its some sort pd defibrillator clamp shit) i woke up without clothes on the next day. Beate the whore told me that I was such a burden to her. Blondes are fkn disease
I am so sorry for you! I dont want to live in this reality.. If you were serious or if it was a dare or a joke i honestly dont care.. I am so grossed out by these creations
I made the biggest and listened to an album from 10 years ago … The feelings that i wasted again for ppl that think its always about them. .. you tricked me again.. i know im an easy mark.. Im sure ill find a way to extract you from my whole life.
When I was a kid maybe like 6 years old i kept saying to my mom that im sure that (that was when ppl started saying michael jackson was getting weird) i would be his friend and maybe ppl just didn’t understand him.. Knowing now who that person actually was in my life… well.. i still cant climb a tree. 🤷🏻‍♀️
I think the part of the brain responsible for communicating with others is a premade up bag of phrases and reactions that are someone elses wishful thinking.. Even the interactions that i have with some ppl that i would have never even talked to on purpose its like subconcious suggested behaviour.. but not free will.