The Story of Pavel Durov! He's Cuter... And a Lot Smarter

Night Club - "Candy Coated Suicide"

I was inevitably killed by anger that I needed to be released years ago, years of lies and cliches.  

I usually try to define what's happening to me. This was annoying.  They wouldn't fool me now.  Thanks for the help... You get to take all my stuff now.  I have a cat, a laptop, and a nook.  I value my cat.  I wouldn't put them past it though, anything to harm me.

Jack Teixeira, he's just so innocent and fake.

I was so weak, and they loved making fun of me in the hospital for my bulimia and inventing the numberline..  I am no longer puking unless sick.  The rage inside drove my mind.  I didn't flow with the water, sorry. Glad it was entertaining.  Tell them about Zombie boy...

"He's fit. He's strong. He's armed. He's trained. Just about everything you can expect out of some sort of crazy movie," the member said. Are they copying Durov? 

This isn't even logical. It's okay for a fit soldier who "controls" his group and looks at cool stuff about the government. Oh, it's real cool. Snowden knows about that. I'm sorry, Snowden, I was still programmed then. Why didn't you say exactly what they're doing, especially with the music?

https://www.yahoo.com/news/man-may-leaked-top-secret-052256508.html

I just want to leave and not come back here.

Bring it on--Two Wrongs Are Two Negatives

 

https://news.yahoo.com/alleged-source-us-intelligence-leaks-171925226.html?fr=sycsrp_catchall

"He's a good kid, not a troublemaker, just a quiet guy," Mr. Souza said. "It sounds like it was a stupid kid's mistake." 

I am sick of being Satan.  

They made me so terrified with their machines that I almost had a heart attack.  They also made me crawl everywhere, which was interesting.  'The Fallen' were lovely. Get out of your satellites and clean the barracks.  They're shamming.

    I was a quiet woman with issues while someone was hunting me and using that Oracle. No accountability, and they used Putin with me on the floor.  Uh oh.  It involved Marilyn Manson who saw where I would live in 2 years, that horrible apartment.  I have had a song from Britney Spears, too. It's like, well, I'm injured at the moment. Then I thought about myself, all those years I thought I deserved the torture.  In the end, I hate you more than you hate me.  And world peace. 

Oh, look, all my fellow villagers are getting the word.

 When I was in Virginia, I was tortured and was supposed to have my brain blown out by Marilyn Manson for saying that Patriot Missiles don't work and being a middle-class brat. They made me into a hypersexual pedophile, made my emotions go through roof and were stronger than words, and they would follow me with plates that said, "What slave?"  I tried to get circumcised.  You can't confess to any crime, not the blood.  

I have no face and am a slave.  Okay.

 Yes, I had issues growing up that were extreme.  All we needed was family therapy through a doctor.  I found my issues were fun to mess with.  I used to tell people my story and try to relate, but it becomes the game of suffering.  

Calling me a housewife meant that you know nothing about me or my reasons for doing things.

Apologize to Me...

 No, I knew Snowden wouldn't do anything and would be a destructive force, basically, he would make it difficult for others to speak or do anything. I also hate you for what you made me do and then blamed me, even when I confessed to the crimes I didn't commit willingly but confessed anyway.  Gotta leave it up to random people with red eyes. People do nothing but anticipate and say things with no action. The more these traits bloom, the more their lives will suck. I have boot-licked in the past thinking they'd leave me alone. Nope.  I bind my time.  Plus, I'm always looking for a way out, away. I hate you.  You hate me, America, so let me go. I'm the biggest security threat to America, you guys make me out to be. You can't argue with those enchanted by fake prizes, the youth who feels as if he is doing his duty and will be respected and rewarded.  Wait until you meet Zombie boy or enjoy being cleared from the ranks via death.  I'm always desperate because I'm stolen from or damaged. ha ha ha

My dad used to drive me by Six Flags every weekend and say we could go if I was good. I was never good.  I learned a lot from his psychopathy. He's doing well now again, proof of God's hatred of the world, so give him a FOB key, even though he and other men are chronic cheaters. That doesn't bother me.  I mean, he was in a relationship for a few years, and then married May after two weeks.   

I'm not allowed anything, and so it makes me laugh.   They switch the economy and still don't pay me (they don't raise wages but do tricks).  What did they think would happen? Burning to ash. They don't know because they believe what they say and think it is so because that's all they know.  It becomes a muddy river of things that aren't real.  Reach your hand in, and it won't be a mystery. I'm not ever working again. I can't. I couldn't ever rise up when I had over 14-hour days one year, split shifts, and other great things like being accused of being a homewrecker. I don't hate them for rejecting me. I won't go with the crack addict..Bjork is crying tears of semen.. It's like, I have no choice but to join, but at least I'll get school and some funds.  I ran off into the army.  The army was fun, but if you're lower enlisted, nothing like what they did will be reported or investigated, and it will fall back on you.  I could ask... why they let the MM thing happen, the oracle machine, and we always have fun with A.I.lah?  My riches are yours.  Take them.  I am robbed before I can find stability or get skills. I sigh. They wouldn't even let me sleep in my car during the Virginia thing. I finally found a diner that let me. I couldn't get away from them. 

Free to Fail

America sucks for me because I'm disabled. People are always trying to use me, rob me, or destroy me, and I can't fight back or tell anyone. Ask me how many times I've been violated to get me to feel guilt and not value myself. I never have. They call me a slave and make a bunch of commands that are contradictory, and I am punished randomly and don't know all of the rules. Therefore, I ask for one slave master who can command me, or the death squads and I are going to continually waste money trapping and killing one another. I've dealt with the damn FBI so many times in life. We're on lists because we're naughty, I suppose, or will be. Once again, in the US, I am only "Free to Fail." I kid you not. Doesn't that show we shouldn't live in the community? We get killed all of the time. Russia has issues with disabled people, too. I don't know what to think. I guess technology will save us, but I wouldn't do what we do and simply abuse us until we lose our memories or other functions from abuse. Plus, many of us have a problem where it's impossible for us to ever comprehend what the norms can or learn that fast. Most people turn out to be nothing, but we develop behavioral problems after all the berating of teachers who punish our reactions or send us to special schools where we're drugged out of our minds. We need a way out if that's possible. Most of our parents don't care about us or use us for money. Like many issues, I started out with a minor problem that became a nightmare. Why do they put us through school if they are going to abuse or use us? I'm an inspiration, remember? Look at me now. And they even used the dominant male again. Really? I drag all the predators and criminals with me.

America, Where Everyone Is Happy and Free to Prosper!

The Name of God--Rich People Making Everyone Thrilled to Be Zombies--Kaela's Desire to go to a Commie Block... those places look like where I rented in St. Louis

 First off, the people who assign our fates, and they do, were cruel with mine and now wonder why their sloppy mess didn’t work. It doesn’t matter what you tell them. People like Bjork, unintelligent but talented, think they know best. When they come into your life, they trash the place. It’s like how they tried to get me to marry after making it so that other children alienated the disabled and how they were somehow better. She sings, “Isobel,” and it’s a simple excuse to hide and not marry. My awareness has been so blasted that it seems stupid to me. Plus, in society, my life is extremely unstable. I fly with the wind. Indeed, they designed it this way. Does God ever find fault with His design? I’ve wondered about that.

People like Bjork wonder why people start screaming, and it’s because nobody listens ever. These people come into your life, tell you what’s what, and then when you sink like the Titanic, they claim a victory with a justification.

Do I have the right to survive? What is the purpose of survival for the low? If we were gone, would humanity be cleaner, less chaotic, and perfect? Someone else just takes our places, it seems to me.

Sadness.

So one of the talkers, and yes, I occasionally get a guest who isn’t some psycho slave driver, said that my crush was going to ask this girl to marry him come Christmas. I’m happy for the couple. I’ll make another fake boyfriend for people like Bjork to fret over. She’s a small-town girl in the end. Do you know what an adult relationship is, honey?

The commie block looks more promising than her face. Anyway, since no one will save me, I want to write and travel around. I’m sure I’m blacklisted, and I’m sure it won’t matter. I always end up on some list. Many people are like, wtf? when they meet me. People like Bjork make my list so ridiculous.

I come in, short and fat, with a bloated face like my mother. Homewrecker right here, man. Oh, look, I’m death, too, decay. I end up loaded with sin. I absorb it all. I’m still mad that I was destroyed for having a crush on Durov. U

I like this song minus the end where she’s on the stretcher. This is designed to make us all ignorant, have no awareness and no ability to fight against their moves. I guess this is what they came up with after COVID where many were freed. I guess I’ve had so many operations now, and the damage in general, that I’m not in beetard land like their victims will be. You will be immortal, happy (probably high), wealthy for all that you do, and I’ll be in a hearse or worse, married to another tard next to a dumpster or completely alone and constantly attacked for it. You did this to me. That commie block looks great. Enjoy what you create. You never listen. You never fix anything like in special ed.

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=special+ed+abuse

This looks great, KittenYulia.

The commie block and my brain would be nice.  I'm so spoiled.  Cinderella, the clock has struck midnight. It's time for me to learn the hard way what happens to losers.  Put me in the commie block!  Some brain assistance would be nice.  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=85&v=r_QM7oiktpE&feature=emb_title