I know where I am, I know who I am, I know that I am, and yet nobody, still, knows a goddamned thing about anything, or the difference between their asshole and that hole in the wall.
Let me be as clear as I can:
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ST. all you desire… it hardens the carapace
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Recovery is not what it used to be.
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It already has happened to me, I lost everything, and I don't even know it, [knowingly]
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Everything I lost, wasn't really mine to lose, so the separation between the truth and the established narrative of shaky lies and false accusations
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The one chance I had at being loved, and loving something in equivalence, was just too much for some of the [DS] cabal to handle.
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Don't do me any fucking favors, no suits, no illusions, no sugar coating, no fake orgy based derogatory psycho-breakdown ballistics.
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I have no qualms with those that utilize their headspace as a means of chit-chatter for NO PRIVATE COMMS.
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No matter how powerful the SWAMP was, the Alliance, QResearch, POTUS, and GOD will always supercede all forms of their combined treachery.
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Distractions are real, and disinfo is still necessary… but I am derived of neither.
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I forgive all of my assailants, bullies, shills, attackers, and psycho-groupies kek, sure - spare me because I do not have any space left in my mind for shit.
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Besides God, always does a WAY better job of dealing with the afformentioned, especially after I've forgiven them.
This has worked for the last 4+ years, why would it cease to be effective now?
DIG. MEME. PRAY.
o7
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