Thursday, July 23, 2015

Nothing to Do?

They make up extremities of "problems" they have with me, these sinners.

That's very rude, even online.  Why do I hear someone make a point out of what I post on BlogSpot being bad cuz they think I'm a n***** and someone to be jealous of and therefore to them have no authority?  Are  you just connecting yourself to what I say and think it's wrong?  I didn't name anyone and tried to cover "whatever's" going on, in general.  I'm not the one fighting, which would moreso indicate attacking for something innocent for no good reason.  All this paragraph turned into was explaining why I don't mean ill.

All I have to say it's rude and I argued it was sin.  The rest was disclaiming meanness.  I don't know if they can improve their situation, if they started acting sly as opposed to flat out rude.  I didn't say much.  Maybe, this is some overtone.  You can't tell me I can't solve my problems, too, like finding out what made me upset after instead of before saying this.  Maybe, I couldn't.

I guess it isn't a huge deal, but I believe what I believe happens.  Look, if you want something else, you may as well see if you can pursue it, if it's a good thing.  You don't need to waste your time degrading me racially like some joke - "A Ha Ha - I can say it."  No, it's wrong.  I don't really inflict myself racially on others when I talk to them.  I need a life as much as anyone has.

This worrying is so stupid.  I thought I was getting off of this.  I think someone wants to talk to me, tho.

I'm getting threats, too.  It's done via secret messages.  Remember, my point is some thing I thought about.  Most of this is an apology for what it is.  This should not result in more trouble from the same people, but it will.  They probably need to avoid me, from the look of it.  I mean, I still do what I still do, in what I figure or figure otherwise.  I don't mean I want to be alone and hurt.  I just feel so threatened for getting upset at the noises in my room and cursing about it.  Whoever made me mad feels ill towards anyone who are good to me and seem bloodthirsty to try to teach me some lesson I don't need.  Look, I'm trying to go on with my life without being a lunatic who gets nasty secret messages.