I seem to have hit a bit of a nerve. Oh dear, whatever shall I do? {D} called in the cunt ASAP.
First, {A}, have I ever lied to you? He has. He certainly has. But me? Not so much. And I got receipts, and I bet you found his WhatsApp. Oh, and I was completely correct. 9:42 a.m., Monday, June 8th. Same person. I'm sorry. I mean that. But also, he is {D}. What did you expect? It's going to be like this the rest of your life.
{D} don't blame me for your stupidity. Like it wouldn't pick up a button click? And I wouldn't notice someone 30sec later? How are you actually that fucking dumb? It's all that Boyd pussy draining you IQ points. And she lives right up the street. Don't you wish you had swung by and killed me? I'm sure you fucking wanted to
Cunt, you seem a little obsessed with the dossier thing. Let me just say it.
Stop me.
Fucking stop me.
That goes for everyone.
Aaron Ford? Stop me.
DOI? Stop me.
Anyone at the State of Nevada? Stop me.
State of Vermont? Stop me.
Fucking stop me.
You can’t. Not legally.
And if you go the illegal route, you’ll have to fucking kill me, baby. Now, if that happens, guess what? I’m not the sole person with these public records. Because we are talking about legally acquired public records. I have knowledge that pieces it all together. So do LawyerBoy and the Troublemaker and everyone who reads this blog.
Bring it, motherfuckers.
Kill me. You think that matters to me? Fuck you.
You come after the blog, I will anti-SLAPP you so fucking fast your head will fucking spin But guess what? Doesn’t fucking matter. Has fuck all to do with the dossier.
And before somebody starts getting a legal boner over the idea of a lawsuit, let’s be clear about something.
I’m talking about public fucking officials, government agencies, public motherfucking records, court filings, and my own firsthand experiences. That’s exactly the kind of speech anti-SLAPP laws are supposed to protect.
You don’t get to threaten a lawsuit because what I said hurt your little teeny-weenie feelings or exposes your bullshit. You don’t get to bury public records because they’re embarrassing. And you don’t get to shut me the fuck up because discussing government conduct makes you look bad.
If I’m wrong, prove I’m wrong.
Otherwise, fuck off.
Do you think for one fucking minute, the way this state has treated me—ignoring me, violating my rights, surveilling me, calling me a fucking whore—you think for one motherfucking minute that I wouldn’t?
I got fuck all to lose. Y’all are the ones who made it that way. You’re the ones who took everything from me. You destroyed my fucking life. You fucking destroyed me. So fuck you.
Fuck all of you.
You left me to die.
If I can legally fuck you? Guess what, bitches? I’m fucking going to. With whom did you stupid fucking bitxhes think you were fucking? Is there something about me that somehow makes your dumbass think I wouldn't?
{D} told me after the apocalypse that I was the most destructive person he has ever met. And I wil you the same thing I said to him. You fucking did this, baby, not fucking me. This is on you.
Choke on my giant fucking cock.
now, show me on the fucking doll where the truth hurt you
Well, you may throw your rock and hide your hand,
Workin’ in the dark against your fellow man,
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
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