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This is why i dont do meth or anything else street you can think of. I dont pop pain pills either.

This is going to be a serious straightforward post but ironically it may make less sense than my other posts and it may also be way more boring. So..usually I can deal with activity around me while I'm in my fishbowl that I live in..it's a huge SUV..OK not bragging although my family by blood and marriage that I see with my eyes in person often seems to think it's too good for me. She drives a 2014 mustang or newer...it rumbles up and down the road like a diesel engine on steroids without the annoying whistle. My truck is falling apart and I hear with my ears her make allusions to me hitchhiking, that I need certain things in case I end up walking, and I believe I heard her say something about my truck breaking down.  Meanwhile, my step brother who lives with her and my Father along with another sibling and 2 sometimes 3 of her grown children in a 4 bedroom one bath home( I stay in my truck on the street by their house at night and try to make myself scarce during the day)T...

Just a Xmas note 2025

 I did use to do these Xmas jokes for Frank, I miss him so much. We enjoyed my jokes together. Now he is in heaven, with his wife. I miss him. Hi to anyone out there in la la land. Christmastime sucks. People are grumpy like they have slivers in their nails. They act like they have cucumbers lodged up their butter and catappillers tickling their noses. Maybe they should fry an egg and have the satisfaction of killing a baby chicken. Maybe they should go rollerskating in the snow and learn what a real problem is. Their time is there time like they got their panties all in a wad. Try fitting down a spot filled chimney in a white trimmed outfit with a sack of toys.. now there is a real wedgy. Oh and it's like, something positive happens for me and everyone on gods Green earth wants to furl their lip at me and do a hackjaw behind my back and talk out the side of their mouth like I'm deaf. Meanwhile my mechanic has seemed to fallen into a black hole in the universe of dancing snowm...

Sad goodbye to Frank now goodbye to Jerry

 Goodbye Jerry, You used to be sweet to me and now our time is gone. You moved on and now me too. I will miss our good days but our bad days I will not. I hope you find happi1ness and I hope I find salvation and happiness. My heart feels cold as a small black stone. I am not experiencing love from my family but I press on. Pressing on until the road ends from beneath my feet. My dog( was our dog) is feeling ways I don't understand but I am trying to care for him and keep him happy. Right now now I just want a cup of coffee and big hug from someone. I thought I was done crying as the tears are welling up in my eyes. One day I hope God can forgive me for my behavior and one day I hope to see jesus...maybe the mere thought of him will bring a mind hug to me and I can hug myself because Noone else wants to. You had your chance and you moved to where you thought things were brighter and more beautiful. Were they? I have to say my mornings have been more peaceful alone with just my pup. ...

Nothing Funny

 Ok, so someone just threw a can out the windows of their car at me then I backed up without lights and hit my step mother's car  Shit! I don't think I'm ever going back there. Im nervous, haggard, and afraid. I didn't mean to hit her car. It was an accident! If someone didn't throw something at me out of their vehicle I wouldn't have backed up to see what it was, if it was a can bomb or what. F u c k. She, her son,my Father, and my nieces, nephew my stomsch is sick. My mind is  and her sons best friends ( her neighbors), have been harassing me, and probably damaging my trucks running ability. I am so done with the harassment and tearing me down.  The sit and joke about me in the evenings during dinner and plot my demise. Im not paranoid, they have really been doing this. Im sick mentally and physically and I can't take anymore abuse. They are supposed to be my family and all they do is hurt me. My stomach is sick. My mind is sick and now I have to run for m...

Rotton Apples

 So, to be funny is no joke to the witch on her red walmart angled broom. She likes the sweep things up and under the rug like a hag on meth.. All jokes aside, because those aren't allowed. Banned. Rotten fruit, eggs, and poop in your face on your tiny stage coming from the audience of hoes, vagabonds, and instigated by the spike queen. Who's afraid of hell with her around. She is hades fire, brimstone, and theft all in one. And I'm not talking about myself. I would never treat my stepchildren like she does. She should be ashamed but she revels in her piggy mire that she slops in.  There are things that I would do or at least have done but that had nothing to with her...or did it??? She's like a monster who takes a bite of you then keeps chewing and savoring your flesh like it was a Lindt Truffle with a ribeye steak in the middle. Every bite with some treat in the inside ( she loves beef). You are the heifer sampler and she's  going to town to party down. Anyway, go...

Pain

 The morning has broken and all that awaited me was a cold shallow woman with no heart. How she is running a household... I am guessing through brute force. She smiles fakely with a mouth of teeth that look like they are ready to take a bite out of your face. She is hungry for destruction and feeds on hate and jealousy..  I feel like a I have a conglomerate of chicken hearts in my chest around her. I feel like I have a blockage in my throat when I try to swallow or breathe. My face feels hot, my eyes feel like they are melting down my face in pools of liquid. I have to suffer through her mental abuse and cold staring eyes and open ears. She looks for trouble and accuses to get her way. She is a master manipulor. Manipulating people and hurting their hearts and minds. All her children have substance abuse issues and she threw her husband's children from other wives out on the streets to fend for themselves. She is a huge woman ..violent and dangerous. Plotting. So, that's her b...

Angled Eyelets

 Angled Eyelets tap your toes toward your perceived foes. Throw a dart into the heart of a dastardly devious female of coveting nature. She curls her lips and folds her arms sneaking her evil desires past you.. flaunting your demise with her demon actions she orchestrated to kill you. To end your body and send you to God. She is jealous, shes envious, she cannot have or copy or even come close to your lifesource so she plans your death convincing all around you are the demons spawn and she is the living mama bear with only an angels intent. Do not clean in her domain, do not cook, do not buy her things, and do not grab the attention of her cubs because to her you are an opponent to be vanquished because her blood does not run through your body. No Your blood is mingled with her papa bear she has captured and tamed and another mama bear she wants him to forget and you are a reminder of the other mama bear. So, dead are you in the new family. You are slime, mud, and a colloidal mass ...