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Durand Jones & The Indications - Cruisin' to the Park (Official Video)

A personal letter written to My daughter. I do thank Almighty GOD that I am not writing her from a jail cell. I am also very proud to write this letter before I die. No, "We didn't come here to stay always." 

No matter what, I shall not leave here ashamed, feeling any loss or defeat because the "Hand of Fate" dealt Me a lousy hand.  First, that low slut, common, sadistic, psychotic mathy jane that everyone feared for EVER, ***king taunted, vexed, stalked, enslaved Me, Us for her entire too long demon possessed life!

After decades of narcissistic abuse , this low whore for satan hooks Me up with a fellow **GG**! A piece of pure scum, just as nasty, common and most of all lying. A complete Creep! Lame as a ****ing DEAD ROCK!

We drove from Atlanta to Cairo , Georgia to attend his grandfather's funeral, this lame, vacuous piece of ****never opened his damn mouth! Silent as a pile rotting dog shit. I knew then I hated that closet bitch.

No wonder the dumb ass illiterate refused to ever talk to me. That illiterate, poorly educated, envious, jealous, Color struck imp , was no where near being on My level.  The dumb bitch could read, that is he could successfully call words.  He just could not connect them. He could not interpret. Extrapolation was IMPOSSIBLE.  The only thing that low slut has ever been successful in , is LYING, STEALING!  FORNICATING! and manipulating others to lie for his phony, pathetic ass.

  So, instead of trying to learn from Me, this sick, stanking whore,  chose to join My birther in My destruction.

Well, imps , It IS Not going to happen.  

Yes! YES! I'm BEAMING in the BACKFIRE! By the way,  extreme Cruelty is not a sign of Courage,  it is the height of Cowardice. With the help of My LORD,  I chose to never be a coward. I BEAM! Not only am I glad that stanking slut is dead . I'm  glad s/he destroyed My relationship with that Closet HO MO SEXUAL , always too cowardly to admit what he was, putrid,rotting, lying CRUEL COWARD!

Anyone that wants to love and honor the likes of mjw and rw, go right ahead.

I Won't! I Can't! I'M ANOINTED!!!

PRAISE THE LORD!!!

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