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Family reacts to quadruple murder on Indy's near east side

This is sad. This is real, this is also the "Mean World", the true World,  in which We are forced to occupy.

This man that demanded half of the "Stimulus Money" , did not deserve one red cent. His greed, his ignorance, his violence, his rage, kept him too near , to good people. Now four innocent lives have been taken because some evil demon possessed man , was tolerated by "good people", much too long.

Fortunately or unfortunately, I know far too many people, just like that cretin, that ignorant , savage , imp , that came to this good Earth, just to destroy lives.

Pay them no mind.  Earn your own living. Learn to stand on your own two feet. No one owes you anything!

I know for a fact my own demon possessed "mother" would have taken great pride in ridding you of your "Stimulus Money".  Yes, one wo/man,  named martha jane walters, would not have rested , for one hour , before plotting  a thousand ways,  to get your money.

No, s/he would never have need of it. Was just greedy, selfish, ignorant, common and "no count'.  While I hate to admit it, s/he would have gotten mine too, again.

There is no explaining these evil people. They exist. They keep Us, enslave Us, terrorize  Us,  until the day We die. (Or they die, pray they die first, pray to outlive their sick, sadistic, selfish, greedy asses.)

Few of Us finally find the courage to rebuke them. It took me Me thirty-seven years , the first time. I was only "gone" for nine years before the sick, sadistic whore tricked me back. Well, not so much tricked backed, as Trauma Bonded.

Cool. s/he is dead now. I can read the patterns,  now. I can warn more and  more people,  now.

Earn your own money and NEVER TOLERATE ANY LYING IMP!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Tuesday, March 16, 2021



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