I’ve said this already, but just for the sake of my own sanity: It doesn’t hurt to repeat it once I guess. Or twice. And I need to cut my nails. These long greasy nails don’t type very well. I’ve always wondered where people get the inspiration and knowledge from,…
The creepiest thing of them all, is that everything has been read by more than one person. From A to Z. Or at least by the medical freak industry, their chess playing geniuses, the Dutch whatever-the-fucks, the Taiwanese brigade of professional cocksuckers, etc, etc, etc. The easiest (but not best)…
So to keep it short: I think we’re done dealing with the brigade of self-declared hyperintelligent donkeys! If only, right. Fake pandemics, moral hazards, Radjabovs, mafiakids, sound-a-likes, obsessed freaks listening to orders on high speed trains, I mean I don’t even care what nonsense you have thrown at me and…
Good tune, the version by Gabrielle that is. They have come true. I failed my little uniprogram rather unapologetically. And I really did get beaten up really hard by whom it may concern. It took around fifteen years of daily and recurring nightmares, but in the end my Dreams Truly…
It’s been thirteen years now; And the main point is of course that everything still has to follow the outlines (or 框架) of the shitshow. As if it wasn’t enough of a disaster. Thirteen years ‘ey. Donated to a bunch of freak scientists who can’t even follow basic medical ethics…
I see what they had been trying to do. You tried to change it at some point didn’t you. I did not recognize it. Nothing of it. Which proves that it was lunacy to begin with i guess. But I told you that already. But I did not recognize it….
Believe it or not, I was thinking around day 1-3 or so about something. So when you kinda quit everything or are in the process of doing so (because it really is not a one day thing) then there really is this period of time where you really get irrationally…
To repeat an oldie: No. It must be hard to accept that you went wrong, isn’t it. Especially when it has had such far-reaching consequences. Don’t worry, I am full of understanding.
The real mistake I made was thinking that we’d at least be left alone there for a few hours. Because I did not have a fucking clue about what to do to be fair. (And she wanted to see me among my friends and wanted me to organise that day.)…
I don’t understand what psychiatric ward you fucking donkeys have been getting your wisdom from: But there obviously was more in February 2013 that was dissolved. Anything that had to do with the freak show so to say, and boy, did the locals here have their big brains open back…
