Sunday, April 29, 2012

So I've Learned that These Things Have Meaning

So I've learned that these things have meaning. What do I mean by these things? I mean the suggestions that various security services support. An example would be what comes up with you search me on Yahoo images. This comes up for my name: http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A0oG7h1SWZ1PBj8AZu9XNyoA?p=kaela+creighton&fr=yfp-t-701&fr2=piv-web. Now I'm going to go out a limb and say that no world leader would be that irresponsible, even if he did wish death and agony upon me. And that's why I doubted the first image even. I'm simply not worth all the trouble he could get into. Plus, that's an American site. I'm not sure about RT, but it appears as if it's a trap for petty dissidents. Honestly, the security services could spend their time on better things, but they have to open their big mouths because I'm an easy target and easy to harass. I can't say anything. Mwahahaha. You sick bastards. What do my images say? They say a lot. It says that Putin wants me executed, which not only gets me into trouble, but it also means that they're supporting some ideology. I've learned that people only see what they want to and that they automatically come to a few conclusions just after seeing that. "My confined space" will probably say that either Putin or I are prisoners. It will go on to either frame him for my execution, or it will incite someone to kill me because Putin appears to agree with it. "Don't lay down with tears and agony" would probably be the sociopaths at it again. Basically, they like to harass whoever they can get to and get an emotional reaction out of them that they later label as a tantrum or childish. If you don't react, then they automatically kill you, so you're stuck playing whine, snivel, cry, complain then listening to all the unaware people state their sordid stories to try to motivate you, "I had it worse than you, and i did better!" Guess what? The stories are merely details to me. I don't care about "you." You'll say the same, but you obviously care about using me. Hide your faces. I won't hide mine. Sweetheart, I want my brain fixed. Your destruction is humorous, entertaining and pointless. Good prevails in the form of our survival. Our.

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