Pacing Pacing Pacing

Jon, I seriously don't like the way you are touching me for yourself now. You think you are mucho swavay, but you're not. I see how you want to corner me with your tough man game and knowing what some my emotions are, or you are arrogantly lying about who I am that much more. Yes, this is still a failed structure for you to think you win because of the emotional victim that I am. I could have more argumentative remarks to make, but I'm just not going to go there yet. I seriously want to solve my problem and don't care to create additional rabbit trails. I know I have been straight and to the point to keep refusing you, but it is just not working. pacing pacing pacing. I can't stand the way you think you deserve me. I can't stand what your hands still are or that they are still even on your arms at all. I know you're not coming to your senses with me. Don't you dare think you own me like that. I hate your guts.

addendum to scream

Rahm, I seriously need more than just cuteness (judge joe brown joke) I'm sure you have been around somewhat. Jon has gangraped me so hard for several different women. He has subjected me, been sexually abusive in number of ways and I can't stand the helpless, defenseless vulnerable adult I am anymore. I hate being undermined. I hate the way I know people take themselves seriously and get sick on me in the worst ways. I hate the way they believe I feel inferior. I hate them so much for subjecting me . I hate Jon so much . I am so sick of whatever quick fixes there are. I hate my life and people so much. I hate it I'm screaming I'm screaming I'm screaming. I hate people's guts.

Rahm

I don't know when you're going to be an angel again and pull through for me and help me out more, but I have been fuming all day. I have a blood curdling scream for help with what my work history has been and the corrupt ways I've been shit on. I know I'm not special at all. I know people do treat me like I'm special or want to beat me to death to reduce me to nothing no matter what I do. I hate the way I've always been treated. I hate knowing I'm too good and am forced to lose anyway. I hate the way people have been ridiculous and desperate and I hate the nigger games people play. Besides getting under my skin in some ways, Jon has been getting in my skin like that again today. He refuses to be called a nigger or the jealously desperate and judgmental bigot he has been. He will never be wrong for the ways he has lived to torment me, damn me, and try to make me feel like the most inadequate person to ever walk the planet. I hate people who are judgmental period. But if people are actually going to dare to be judging, you'd think they wouldn't be such dead give aways or such violent crackheads about it. I hate how violently wronged I've been. I am screaming so violently on the inside over the niggers Jon Stewart and Bree Ann Mackey and other people I have been blind-sided to. I hate Jon's shallow and intentionally hateful rape for what it has been. I hate his guts I hate his guts I hate his guts. I want gallons of acid to be poured on Jon and Bree Ann and whatever nigger mother fucker's have been wanting to reduce me to nothing. I fucking hate their guts for the way they think they have me outsmarted, outdone, deny my credit, being the violent niggers they have been altogether. I could just scream and scream for how much I hate on their's and other peoples dominance who think they are the shit and know it all. I hate their guts so much. I graduated in 2007 Rahm with an earned Social Work degree Rahm. People have done nothing but desperately overanalyze and reduce me to nothing. I HATE MY LIFE. I HATE THE FUCKTARDS WHO HAVE LIVED TO DAMN IT SO MUCH. I WANT JUSTICE.