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YES! This is indeed another Awesome Day in the life of Rachel Gwendolyn Doster! Miracle of miracles, I overcame the mongrel monstrosity,  that not only birthed me, hated me with a passion, stalked and blocked all of my blessings for Sixty-Two years!

Well, s/he finally died, the horrid whore had to expire one day and thank GOD s/he did "sooner than later". Yes, mjw was one low, common, cowardly,  demon possessed imp,  that fully intended to live well past one hundred.

The low slut was sadistic and got off on (secret) torture.

Yes, I am horrified by mjw's deep stupidity, insane jealousy, sickening immorality, and putrid perversions. s/he is gone now, finally dead. PTL! Yes, I am deeply scared but, much wiser. That horrid faggot that impregnated me, terrorized me because he is the same maggot as mjw,  had the audacity to reach out to me on Facebook! No FAGGOT! Go back where you been. Go back to your crack! Go back to your lover *Sam!

Nigga! You are a putrid stain! You are a Pathological Liar! An Illiterate! A jealous racist, color struck imp! You are a complete dullard! 

It is Sunday and millions of "Christians" are crowded up in Churches, sitting under low life swine like my "birther" , an Ordained Pastor.  Sitting up in there falsely believing "attending", "serving" and "tithing" is a commandment from The HOLY SPIRIT. All unread and un bothered 

Yes rw you are still a sick jealous dog , totally without remorse. "Flee you cur!" You made your selfish decision thirty-six years ago! Scum! You are pure scum and I will not sully my soul pretending there is anything about you like.

*******THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES*******
Sunday, June 6, 2021





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