Ellen DeGeneres really believes other people are more civil in good ways. She'll say she doesn't, but she'll still be vying for that among others, somehow, and seems to trail off on it, quite seriously or in a way that needs attention or fixing...
I'm tired of your playing with me because my mom is not White|Caucasian. Isn't this my whole life? When I try to overcome it, I get ambushed.
Look, stop those messages that are bad. Stop wasting my time. I haven't had much, it seems, or maybe just not enough money.
Look, I don't have a problem. You guys are just being mean and not like making sense. I know, I saw. You think I just have an inherent problem. You're hurting me. STOP! HELP!
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Sunday, November 25, 2012
Problems
I don't know why people are digging into my life in private in insulting, dirty ways, thinking I want to really, privately, secretly want to be stimulated in a perverted fashion.
The theme has been going ... elaborate plans have been made to carefully control and monitor things in my life that I can't control. To relay messages that others I know are now more worthy than me, people who have been uncontrollably snide|rude|snippy|hurtful with me.
Also, no one cares if I'm not comfortable.
I better spill the beans. I dropped my Wal-Mart card, somehow. I got 2 coats at the mall. I lost my credit card, and I'm guessing someone in my home took it. I guess I have to keep my cards where I can see them or keep track of them. So, I got some pink pants, and now I can't find them. I had given them to my mom to get hemmed, and the lady was out for awhile. I am pretty sure I got them back last week. I just did my laundry, and I don't see them, anywhere.
I've grown up wanting privacy, but I feel people have acted like they know more than me and that means I'm worthless. I've also been unhappy, like I wanted a more expensive life.
Also, yesterday, I thought I folded pink pants with a hook, but now I see I have pink pants with a button.
I realized that successful people may cause jealousy, but I don't really believe that. Even people who try to live life like others and not just live out their dreams.
Another problem is I'm feeling smooth parts of my body go into pieces like glitter.
So, I am upset that people are telling me they are the one with hidden strengths. They are getting mad at me for not knowing or something like that. I'm sorry if they've seen twilight or whatever. I hope they get better. They certainly close their wound up from people like me. So, why like cut into me for it?
I'm tired of people saying they are so smart and know everything. They don't even know how to be happy.
I feel kinda like my eyes popped out looking for the pants. My head feels a bit blown up.
I don't have to listen to Helena Bonham Carter and what people think of her towards me now because she is with Tim Burton, who is testing us about maybe he'll marry her and be more disconnected from us.
I was just settling in, and now people are distracting me. What if they distracted you? I don't feel well, quit bothering me just because I haven't showered, yet, today. I'm still tired! Quit bothering me!!! You keep annoying me!
Please stop acting like your so good, even when someone makes a point, like you understand it.
I'm tired of the drama with Ellen DeGerenes punishing me, for nothing. See how you like it? Hm? Oh, she already has that on her show. Still the same thing. '}:{
Look, GIVE A COHERENT ANSWER AND QUIT! Stop complaining about me not living a comfortable life.
I could at any moment have anything jump at me, have some noise in the background that warbles... I'm tired of people with concocted lives taking over everything. They must have some racial problems.
Oh, and you've pretty much let other people seem to make statements of others and threaten to hurt them. Racial statements.
I thought my life was getting better. So, you're complaining about your problems and thrashing my successes like fate. Being picky about my needs.
The theme has been going ... elaborate plans have been made to carefully control and monitor things in my life that I can't control. To relay messages that others I know are now more worthy than me, people who have been uncontrollably snide|rude|snippy|hurtful with me.
Also, no one cares if I'm not comfortable.
I better spill the beans. I dropped my Wal-Mart card, somehow. I got 2 coats at the mall. I lost my credit card, and I'm guessing someone in my home took it. I guess I have to keep my cards where I can see them or keep track of them. So, I got some pink pants, and now I can't find them. I had given them to my mom to get hemmed, and the lady was out for awhile. I am pretty sure I got them back last week. I just did my laundry, and I don't see them, anywhere.
I've grown up wanting privacy, but I feel people have acted like they know more than me and that means I'm worthless. I've also been unhappy, like I wanted a more expensive life.
Also, yesterday, I thought I folded pink pants with a hook, but now I see I have pink pants with a button.
I realized that successful people may cause jealousy, but I don't really believe that. Even people who try to live life like others and not just live out their dreams.
Another problem is I'm feeling smooth parts of my body go into pieces like glitter.
So, I am upset that people are telling me they are the one with hidden strengths. They are getting mad at me for not knowing or something like that. I'm sorry if they've seen twilight or whatever. I hope they get better. They certainly close their wound up from people like me. So, why like cut into me for it?
I'm tired of people saying they are so smart and know everything. They don't even know how to be happy.
I feel kinda like my eyes popped out looking for the pants. My head feels a bit blown up.
I don't have to listen to Helena Bonham Carter and what people think of her towards me now because she is with Tim Burton, who is testing us about maybe he'll marry her and be more disconnected from us.
I was just settling in, and now people are distracting me. What if they distracted you? I don't feel well, quit bothering me just because I haven't showered, yet, today. I'm still tired! Quit bothering me!!! You keep annoying me!
Please stop acting like your so good, even when someone makes a point, like you understand it.
I'm tired of the drama with Ellen DeGerenes punishing me, for nothing. See how you like it? Hm? Oh, she already has that on her show. Still the same thing. '}:{
Look, GIVE A COHERENT ANSWER AND QUIT! Stop complaining about me not living a comfortable life.
I could at any moment have anything jump at me, have some noise in the background that warbles... I'm tired of people with concocted lives taking over everything. They must have some racial problems.
Oh, and you've pretty much let other people seem to make statements of others and threaten to hurt them. Racial statements.
I thought my life was getting better. So, you're complaining about your problems and thrashing my successes like fate. Being picky about my needs.
Behavior
I've always been really nice, it seemed, and somewhat sacrificial yet not overly helping in extraneous matters.
Funny, it seems the likes of Ellen DeGeneres has been infused as though she'd have calculated the answers to concocting a successful family, like your needs are no longer important, since the world has gone so crazy...
Funny, it seems the likes of Ellen DeGeneres has been infused as though she'd have calculated the answers to concocting a successful family, like your needs are no longer important, since the world has gone so crazy...
Problem
Ever since I started watching "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" again, this season, I've been getting weird messages via the way things on my computer work and noises I hear usually in my house, even with earplugs and a noisemaker on to block out other noises.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
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