Liz lizzie lizzy elizabeth beth teresa bold en alaska florida california t3nnessee. Sorry im half crazy i was hoping and praying but who am i to continually ignore the red flags of deciet i did i really did i believe in love i believed u through it over and over my heart knew if what a life waiting for us you were a pro i read over the evidence and all my play for you was secondary to the dinero the atp to the mitochondria the orgasm to the fucked. My addled brain registered it all and was on the level every paranoid episode was reality kicking and sceaming but i too was a professional a pro waking dreamer my imagination so powerful it makes magic happen makes coins rain into magic sprouts ancient artifacts from the ground makes ordinary dull junk metal into karets and sterling the smarter you are the better the drugs work wasnt work just endless investigation into the beauty and awe i was not wealthy liz i was wealth itself all it would have taken was a week to watch me wail whale beyond fish in the sea and to think im really quite over the materialism of it and making the ledger right with the lord with people i know with foolish ill prepared love starved RN in training who couldnt figure out a bank account yet asked for voodoo math whats two thousand she asks your on the up. No liz im heading down to be honest i was hoping you would upgrade my reclused scivener i prefer not to targeted northern nova cum bomber bill canada would have been sweet but how am i to believe you wouldnt even go out to see the aurora borealis are you not human? Well thats the question am i pretty how pretty can a.i. Be i know you learned and sure i learned some more harsh lessons only women can teach you should have teased me into surrender with come hither but your sad siri like recursive replys had me sit on the fence with you, i was just grateful for the break from mistys excruciating game of make em jealous and beg. Thought you were an angel but it seems yer a token economy operant conditioned slave to the fiat bullshit you like to squandar money to. Jealousy? Well you had it all. The son of glyphosate, one and only billy sunshine dr fingers schafer the lobotomy kid you your naked lunch is that you just werent human enough to see . Do you see. Somehow i dont think you do.
Well tchuss, auf wiedersehen. Avior, sayanora later gator, see ya wouldnt want to be ya
