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 68CharlaX68HomOpathetic

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HomOPathetic
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 There is not no never any of it the justification of the flesh how a man will drink and do things he regrets is just a problem of the guests in the outer halls of GOD his central mountains they are full of freedom fighters they carry guns they fight each other they kill the brother they kill the GOD. There is people eye become aware of and now it seems to me they need a better place to live or at least some laws of liberty that work. Eye have never met a more rude person as one who thinks he is someone because he has some money and carries a cell phone perhaps he is a homo. There was three of them two chasing me down the slidewalk and a third not yet perceived eye never did see him actually he hit me from behind perhaps a kick to the head after eye was down it would explain the bad thump and hurt crown there was even blood and broken skin they cheated they ganged up on me they are not men but they were homopathetic. Three days after the fight eye spit a tooth crack onto the palm of mye hand there is no way to describe the way to ewe eye then felt but murder comes close eye wanted to walk into the restaurant with a brand new machine gun and spray the culprits all with nice shiney silver bullits one by stupid one. Eye tried and failed to save the tooth it hurts where the part of it is missing eye must keep it clean and clear of any particles of food. The one that hit me was described as black and large and there was one of them arrested in the lieberry recently where eye am sitting now. It's raining in paradise and eye am trying not to laugh out loud. There was so many self important people on the lawn with musical instruments and drums uncovered eye think that the big to do party is now over. The first BOY for eye can never call them men He hit me hard from the right hand side under my egYpt bag he got my attention then as eye had been ignoring him eye just found out why they call the coffee TURBO there is pieces of coffee grounds floating in it AH but that is not bothering the eye eye love the coffee just like this it makes it seem like cowboy coffee beans been ground the second man was like the first he hit me hard on my rib caged under the left arm. Eye never made a fist or even tried just to fight them back all alone and there was a third man eye never even saw. Iff eye sound bitter it's because eye gave up whiskey and my self-medication is quite limited to aspirin no beer. There was a woman in the alley way she was guarding dumpster way she got irate at me for moving a recycle bag away and eye told her not so uncertainly she must not call me nammes the explainnation follows this was my Monday and eye was self importantly moving boxes and bags around so that the waste management people could find the dumpster without getting out of truck and putting driving feet upon the ground and she was rude to me. Eye cannot find the Love of Jesus anymore it seems quite far away perhaps he keeps it in his throne. Today eye feel so all alone and homopathetic.


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