Throwing in the Towel

 You know, it's not even their fault. They weren't raised with morals being a priority. They were taught success trumps all. That values come at a price. That losing is for losers. They can never understand the principles I was brought up on. 

 What does a person do when their entire community turns against then and unlawfully persecutes them to unprecedented levels? What do yoh do when they infiltrate your family and oppress you from employment?  What do you do when they use you your money to completely silence you?  When they steal everything from you and keep coming back for more. When they hold positions in politics and the Sheriff's Department?  What do you do when they play judge, jury,  and executioner, without even hearing your side of their allegations?  What do you do when an inclusive community blackballs you?  Shuns you totally, and makes it their mission to never allow you to prosper?   I just don't know, but I can't keep being played a fool by them. I just can't fight anymore. I just can't anymore. I just won't. It's over. Thanks to them. 

 Please tell me Prince isn't the person who assaulted me the first two times we had relations!! NC?!?!??!? Wtf?  He took advantage of me, and you notebooked my money to him??!!

 

 

 

 

 Sure you can make a whole city worth of people disappear, all at once, but can you make even one reappear??

Catch you repping my unique registered serial number swag n it's on. Better put the stunna shades on. Prada all over your notebook.   

 The most isolating place surrounded by people that are arguably biased in one form or another.  Kathy claimed, I was irresistible. As if that were my fault. As if that were a notebookable offense. 

my dad asked me about this symbol, mistaking it for Celtic. I wasn't familiar with it at the time. I feel like this picture was in Safehouse or the rainbow Cafe next to its. Probably Safehouse The problem wasn't that I couldn't prove that I was the most wrongfully accused took a lot of demonstrating. The FBI did deem me unable to lie, convincingly. The nice part about special agents is that they enjoy explaining themselves.   

 Please please tell me the computer in question was a Dell, which I have never owned.  Not even one. 

 His was canary yellow. I never so much got to sit in it. He gave it to Kathy and we never saw it again. Before the gifting of it, he painted it green. Like a metallic green, because he liked the metallic blue Huffy I'd ridden so proudly.  He'd wanted Kathy to give it to her nephew. Her sister's son, not to Griffin, because Fred knew more than he let on.  I saw him waiting for her to say she'd decided I was worth it. I was the only one, withing thousands of miles graduating driver's Ed without a car and there was a reason Mil and Fred were outstanding parents to Jessica and Stephanie, they'd had practice with the boy who lived in four different households belonging to my family, not including theirs. I wonder, what was the straw that broke the camel's proverbial back??! Why had Kathy and Jim chose to hide the fact that they took him in last from only me?  Secrets beget lies of omission begets bigger, bolder lies. 

  The patrolman’s boots crunched on the gravel as he strode back to his cruiser, the sound fading into the emptiness of Death Valley. I tried to scream, to move, to do anything that might catch his attention, but I was pinned beneath the dead weight of my companion—my wrists bound tight behind me, fingers numb and useless, legs lashed so fiercely I could barely feel them. My chest burned with the effort of trying to breathe, my mouth so dry I couldn’t even form a word. My companion was draped over me in the confines of the trunk, motionless. I wriggled my fingers, willing them to move, to find something—anything—to tap on. Nothing.  For a heartbeat, I thought the officer hesitated. Maybe he sensed something was off—a flicker of doubt as he glanced back at the old muscle car and the “boys” he’d just let off with a warning. But the moment passed. He kept walking, his silhouette shrinking in the rearview mirror until the red and blue lights disappeared, swallowed by the desert du...

 When I traveled to Canada just four month after my heirlooms being stolen by those who promised to deliver them, my father was so fixated on the culprits that he had drawn rough sketches of the three.  Mind you, Kendra is the person that essentially lied to the President of the United States, by lying to the pardon attorney. And, more poignantly, how does Casey know Kendra Cyr?? Or JC? Or Courtney? Or Ari? Or Levi? Kendra was the 'daughter' of my dad's live in domestic helper of approximately 10 years. Not to mention Jennine Cowie. Ask Levi about his relationship with Jennine. And how he knows my biological mother and came to be living in her yard??  Now, ask yourself, how much should I have had to repay?  What would have been a reasonable, and fair punishment?  What would the maximum punishment be in your eyes... for whatever it is you think I'm guilty of?  Is there a limit?  Or is it just an infinite amount of being oppresssed?  A lifetime of l...

 What my roommate doesn't realize is that they stole a document worth 500M dollars and they can't even get her a car.  What a sham.

 No one can even acknowledge the fact that had it not been for everyone's meddling, I'd have never been financially dependent on anyone. Had everyone just kept out of my finances, and minded their own business, I'd have never been in the situations which led to my noteworthy 'bad decisions'.

It isn't Mr Ainsley that resembles Ryan.  It's Matthew Jones.  And if that isn't Charlotte Niyokurundo a.k.a Janey Corbitt, the FBI's most wanted female. Is that Elon back there??  

 

 

 Regardless of what permission they had, once all of Tucson knows that the four of them orchestrated dozens upon dozens of home invasions, they will never recover.  Using my mom's stolen car, too. I wonder how many unsolved robberies and home invasions there were between 2003-2006ish?? I saw one of the spreadsheets myself.

 Shouldn't there be a punishment for notebooking the wrong person, either by accident or otherwise?  How do you undo the damage done by notebooking money to someone that has no right to it??

 Ignoring injustice that you personally could affect, is the worst kind of treachery. 

 Bet, Casey herself is still dependent on fentanyl patches.  I wonder why they were never prescribed to her?  

Riddle me this: if it were a legitimate conservatorship, why did I never receive a subpoena or any court documents period?? I'll tell you why, because, it was done fraudulently.   

 It must be so hard to oppress someone when you've got 100000 to 1 odds. Congrats, you needed a whole city to get one over on me. You should be so proud of yourselves. Yall should learn about electronic notification and the level of response when what shows up in the mail doesn't match. 

 Oh my god!  I remember, Paul told me he had to text Ryan's brother to be able to communicate with Ryan, then they'd talk on AIM.  The algorithm that I refined, took any known credit card number and predicted what the next number card could possibly be. If you did it enough times, eventually, it produced an actual card number. For two digit sums, you add the two single digits to make a single digit answer. 

 Simple question: who got their nose broken in multiple places?? That person was involved in the assualt on me with a hammer. They were there. They wielded the hammer first. A fucking HAMMER!! Which is why I sued Anuli's homeowner's insurance, which I never saw a penny of.  

 If it really belonged to them they wouldn't have to steak my ID to pick it up. They wouldn't be facing federal prosecution for mail theft. You guys act like I don't know what I'm talking about. They got every single person that touched that money under surveillance. They already know touched stole the DES document. 

 Say what you will, but I only reflect the way that I am treated by those around me as a last line of defense. I practice the Golden Rule, but if I know I'm being mistreated,  I will behave in kind. 

 You know, EON did me so wrong. When they should have advocated me, they chose to stand silent and refuse to give a statement to the police, denying me justice. However, when I did something they found to be against their rules, they decided to steal billions of dollars from me. Such a bunch of hypocrites. 

 Somebody's getting married. I know it unlikely, but when that day comes when you know it's your last breath, and you regret the nasty things you have done and pray for forgiveness, asking for redemption for your eternal soul, yoh are going to be so mad I'm going to be the last thing on your mind. 

 You think I'm condescending but it is you that is passing judgment on me. Hypocrite. 

 The order for my mom's open heart surgery came from Dr Hazan Duhan's office, but Dr Duhan never ordered it. Who then?  And, why??

Casey's reclusive sibling.  Thus was on the way to my Dispatcher Oral Board and this person got off at the same stop as me.  If it was never about the money, they all claimed to have done what they did for various reasons, but none want to admit they were out to steal to begin with, then returning it should be just as easy. 

 Why did they steal my ID to pull it off??

 Chelsea's friend kept running up to me everything I turned my back and bear hugging me and then tackling me to the ground. I told him I didn't like that and to please stop. He persisted all afternoon. It was a complete accident that he ran right into my kick because he was running full speed at me, which I wasn't aware of as I came around. It wasn't me that injured him, it was done with a ninja sword. Green and gold silk adornments. Nicole piazza wound up with it, I believe. Levi witnessed it. I wasn't there, but I knew he saw what happened. He went from normal to silent, all the time. Like shell-shocked.  He looked like he stopped sleeping.  It was Josh hall!! I read about a boy dying in that neighborhood in the newspaper. The following week, I was with uncle Jim when he went to pick up Katherine at Elsie Hall's home. Josh was there and trying to stash the sword. Levi looked, like he'd seen a ghost. Josh gave the sword to Katherine. She gave it to Sammy. S...

 

 

 Who has access to transplant/surgical records??   Can you check who had a procedure on or around: 3-22-2020 in Arizona  October 2006 in Connecticut St Francis in Hartford  12-1-2007 Connecticut Rockville General in Vernon.  Whatever day I had my gall bladder removed in Avondale  There's a reason my cuz used to call me Rainman. 

They all mistook me for Paul Gardner. Even though I was from Connecticut, which they all knew. Even though I'd only lived in Tucson a couple years. Even though I bought them beers at the Surly Wench on Fourth Ave. Even though they were supposed to be my Advocates.  They protected Ryan's boyfriend, instead. JC even was the one that signed off on my community service hours!!  Good thing I got the free legal aid from the Elections Department,  looks like I  may need it.