..simply because your near me..
We trying to take care of ourself because you all care about us and need us to but its difficult but not as difficult as it was when we couldn't remember any of you at all and couldn't access any sense of anyone ever genuinely caring about us. We will take our meds and eat food and wash as best we can and do as well as we can for the junior to and tell ourself this is not forever but every hour feels like forever and every day has been stolen from us and can't ever be given or taken back.
We did some fairy window painting and the other set of little ball lights came but we haven't put them up. Maybe tomorrow. Not waiting until there is weed money because even when the money gets in we will still have the supplier issues. Hash guy is out because he claims to know nothing about anything and absolutey knows nothing about fascism in Fife and me being bullshitted about or treated badly in any way. That leaves Ms thirty something that claims to not know the difference between an inverted pentagram and the star of David, thought it okay to ask us if we are into bad shit more than once and gets the same "no trying to get away from bad shit" answer every fucking time, makes assumptions and asks questions about Pablo's dad despite being repeatedly told he's the product of rape, demands petrol money for every trip regardless of how much we gave her the time before or how many other drops she is doing and expects to sit and chat as well as a hug on leaving...
We are here alone so can't not be dissociated to some degree and highly desensitised to hate, ignorance, bullshit and greed because thats all thats all that is left and could maybe shake our head and just pay up because the weed helps so much if it wasn't for the hug when she leaves. Its injury level insulting. Cold as fuck. I know we should just say we arent comfortable with that but after listening and attempting conversation for a little while we are fairly exhausted and just want her out the house. Will see how we fair when cash is in but if some payment for some work we have done should reasonably appear in our slave name, coz its the only bank account we can currently access (Fuck you all) right now we would rather use it to wipe our arse rather than hand it over to her for lovely stinky medicinal herb. Before we didn't mind giving her a fiver or a tenner sometimes for petrol but expecting that every time is just taking the piss. Buyers are paying for her weed through buying from her I don't think we should have to pay for her to run her car to.
Dentist leaflet came through the door and reminded us of the horrific verbal we got across the street and how big a role the medical professions play in the child abuse that is an essential aspect of the slave trade and the genocide. Also reminded us Pablo hasn't seen a dentist in years and would be good if we could just take him for a check up. Not sure if people know or understand our position with accessing medical attention or if it would make any impact on their ongoing role in supporting the isolation and inhumane treatedment of junior and I.
Not many folks on Earth get much healthcare though. It's too expensive..
We did some fairy window painting and the other set of little ball lights came but we haven't put them up. Maybe tomorrow. Not waiting until there is weed money because even when the money gets in we will still have the supplier issues. Hash guy is out because he claims to know nothing about anything and absolutey knows nothing about fascism in Fife and me being bullshitted about or treated badly in any way. That leaves Ms thirty something that claims to not know the difference between an inverted pentagram and the star of David, thought it okay to ask us if we are into bad shit more than once and gets the same "no trying to get away from bad shit" answer every fucking time, makes assumptions and asks questions about Pablo's dad despite being repeatedly told he's the product of rape, demands petrol money for every trip regardless of how much we gave her the time before or how many other drops she is doing and expects to sit and chat as well as a hug on leaving...
We are here alone so can't not be dissociated to some degree and highly desensitised to hate, ignorance, bullshit and greed because thats all thats all that is left and could maybe shake our head and just pay up because the weed helps so much if it wasn't for the hug when she leaves. Its injury level insulting. Cold as fuck. I know we should just say we arent comfortable with that but after listening and attempting conversation for a little while we are fairly exhausted and just want her out the house. Will see how we fair when cash is in but if some payment for some work we have done should reasonably appear in our slave name, coz its the only bank account we can currently access (Fuck you all) right now we would rather use it to wipe our arse rather than hand it over to her for lovely stinky medicinal herb. Before we didn't mind giving her a fiver or a tenner sometimes for petrol but expecting that every time is just taking the piss. Buyers are paying for her weed through buying from her I don't think we should have to pay for her to run her car to.
Dentist leaflet came through the door and reminded us of the horrific verbal we got across the street and how big a role the medical professions play in the child abuse that is an essential aspect of the slave trade and the genocide. Also reminded us Pablo hasn't seen a dentist in years and would be good if we could just take him for a check up. Not sure if people know or understand our position with accessing medical attention or if it would make any impact on their ongoing role in supporting the isolation and inhumane treatedment of junior and I.
Not many folks on Earth get much healthcare though. It's too expensive..
