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Yes it is another Awesome Day!  I reached Seventy !!! I am overjoyed ! To understand what a Milestone this is you have to understand what I have been up against  "Un-Fucking Believeable!" My "mother", my "birther", the lowest, scummiest, carnal, common, two legged viper to ever live!

Shit! Hitler, trimp and Caligulia ain't got shit on this stanking cowardly whore. The skank wanted to be a great "root worker" but , was too cowardly to target anyone but,  her own loved ones. 

Wait, before you dismiss me as another angry Black wo/man, something you should pity, look down on, feel resentment toward, let me remind you, "GOD brought me from a mighty long way."

Not only was mjw HORRID! Sick! Psychotic! Perverted! Lewd! Envious! Jealous! Demon possessed! s/he was a part time prostitute/ordained preacher/"root worker".

At any rate, I hate her! Sure, I used to love her. I tried desperately to love that pathological lying, color struck , ignorant , jealous racist for Sixty-two years.  All to no avail,  because mjw never wanted Love. The low volunteer whore for satan wanted "control". s/he demanded destruction, annihilation. Why?mjw belonged to satan! Sure, s/he preached but you can not serve two masters, you will hate one, love the other. mjw hated Almighty GOD with a passion!

"Tell it like it is"; not under mjw's control. I'm seventy with a "step-father" that is eighty. I have a brother that will be eighty in August! 

Why? mjw was a PEDOPHILE! An incestuous one,  at that! I am "raging" because of all that fake preaching! Bitch, you could have been a "bulldagger"! You never had to lie, fake and pretend.  You never had to be cruel , secret and sadistic.

 No, you can NOT practice INCEST! No, you can not just die, climb into the ground and dare think a putrid life like yours is over.

You knew that. You always knew that, that is why your cruelty was always well thought out, well planned. Like forcing me to drink a whole liter of Creme de Mint so you and your perverted husband could rape me when I was eight.

Or making that paper clock then pounding me in the head with your fists when I could not tell you what time it was. Bitch, you knew I was blind, couldn't see my hand in front of my face.

Yes, you are a coward, you slut. You never missed Church, you dead piece of shit.




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