Second Off

There are times I feel outnumbered more than others and I hate when the totalitarian warfare believes they are right when they want to beat me in numbers like my life was always for the world to own... Right now, I am a deeply insulted woman because whether or not I'm being interrogated or seriously provoked with the OJ comment it was a severe, dominant, cut throat comment that made me defenseless and voiceless. When I gave Stacy my first actual laymen term death threat; I know I have the right to defend myself, yet I was denied the right to defend myself. You don't know just how insulting that feels to be subjected to whoever made that comment, and whoever did make the OJ comment against me, I wish for their castration. More cut throat vain murderous "as if" I had any emotional or marital relation or care for Stacy's rabid bitch. Travis, when you get involved with me with my enemies, I wish you would just recognize the serious danger you are to yourself. Travis, I pray you are a sincerely ignorant man whose castration I won't wish for. Men who want to keep challenging me to Stacy I want to castrate. ...... While I hate to be my own rat and explain myself, I have such a serious fantasy of just letting myself die and being shot to death with the most dominate pride while I'm being murdered with someone's sickest and most hateful prejudices. Travis, I see a choice of someone's worst dominate choice of judgment before me, and you just don't understand how it makes me feel knowing how innocent and incomparable I am to Stacy. I choose to fight against my death in vulgar ways where I am still at risk of being a danger to myself. Some summed up stories to make the long story short. While my father was never the same stockholmer as other Stockholm lovers, my father was a gruesome stockholmer. My father never physically touched me but I am his sexually assaulted victim. He was assisted by either Russia or ATK and there are unseen people of "Guantanamo," where I will never have the proof of evidence. But I am my father's and Jon Stewarts Guantanamo victim in the worst extreme way. While Jon was my lover at some times, I had a serious hard time coping and coming to my senses how morbid of a predator he was. Stacy was included in several different incidences of the Guantanamo Stockholm. Stacy was a gang banger with Jon at some point of time and with my father at other times. Stacy has always given herself a Scottish rite and I know she feels she has me beat. I know she thinks she deserves to express dominance over me and have her way with me. I seriously don't know what I ever did to Stacy but I heard a story a long time ago where her supposed military husband had somehow died. It's almost like I could be the reason to his death for Stacy to have such a morbid rapist vain hate against me. He was probably the same psycho Scottish rapist bastard where he was somehow caught in my blindside as being a responsible stalker and sex offender. I could have been the reason he got something very beyond a spanking because he just didn't know any better. I appreciate whoever could have killed for me. This is the price it is to keep me subjected to Stacy. When I'm blind sided, left in the dark, probably in the black market in some ways, could be in a protection agency in some ways, and know there are lots of secrets that I should still never have been subjected to, this is where I can lead myself to. FEARLESSLY. When the worst has happened and I keep getting tested in the worst ways, I might as well say anything. Fearless nerve begets fearless nerve. random tidbit: I hate the "I've got issues song." If Stacy means that one too, that was her next fatal mistake in having no shame over the sick things she's done and her sick comparative obsessions.