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1970 Freda Payne - Band of gold

Something just like this happened to me. No, we didn't sleep in separate rooms. We slept in my "mother's" bed. (LOL) At thirty-three , I was still too trusting, still too naive, still too blind,  to see what a horrid "root working" whore , martha always  was.

Well, since the imp,  I forced myself to marry,  was indeed a closet,  bottom faggot, he sure didn't touch me. The damn demon possessed imp,  tried to break my arm when I tried to hug him.

FUCK YOU FAGGOT! Why didn't you just go and be the "HOMO sexual" you wanted to be? You can't blame  GOD, the Church, for your condition. One thing,  "life" has taught me, you and martha were both demon possessed.

I never liked you, bitch! I was desperate. My biological clock was going off. I wanted a baby, desperately. So , I ended up with your disgusting, ignorant, pathological lying, pathetic, faggot ass. 

Well, I am glad you mistreated me because I should have never parted my lips to your disgusting Pillsbury dough boy,  pale, no muscle having, too short, too fucking dumb,  ass, anyway.

All know is , you're disgusting! I hate you! I plan to always hate you! You are a maggot,  just like my "mother". As a matter of fact , no low life , like you, would have ever had a chance with Me, if I had not been born into the clutches of a vile, sick, sadistic, closet demon.

You claimed I brought out the "devil" in you! What kind of fucking excuse is that, you piece of shit? 

All  I know is, you're a dumb fag, my "mother" was a dumb fag. I am howling,  in between crying. "They" told me (Rev. Barbara King), to go to Church. Find your husband in the Church. The Apostle Paul told me to shun fornication, if I could not then marry.

Yes, I was foolish enough to think you were respecting my celibacy. (The joke is on me) I ended up pregnant! I was stuck  with your lying ass, temporarily. YOU USHERED(served on the Usher board) IN THE CHURCH!  Yes, I was naive enough, blind enough to think that made you, not only  a "Christian" but, a good one. At the least, you had to be a good person.  Lies! Lies! Lies! Hue-man vermin like you have invaded the "Churches".

Clowns, like you are very color struck, greedy, ignorant, carnal and disgusting! Don't look for sanctuary here. I hate you! I want no part of any religion that says I have to love you, martha or trimp.

If your dumb, lazy , fake ass , had ever bothered to read the Bible, you would know,  you can be "homosexual". You can be who and what you want to be. What you can't do , is fool Me. What you can't do is live a Lie!  What you can no longer do, harm me.

BEAMING!!!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Sunday, March 7, 2021

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