When you get so mad that not even God scares you, and you literally take your life in your hands and challenge Him for your rights independent of Him; people and their wishes, taking them apart becomes something of an anticlimax.
But, take them apart I have decided to, because, fuck it, there is NO way that I am going to spend my life with someone that I have decided is, to me, a slut, even if she may be one in the closet, and today, I intend to put my case out there, and leave her with no option for ANY comeback, so I can kill her, and go.
Lets say that for argument's sake, she IS a virgin, right? How come, I do not even want to speculate, and even if she was so stupid as to put everything like decency aside so she could follow the gallery woman's wishes for a woman to make me exhibit SOME weakness which could be exploited so that I could be brought low, it still was to ME that the low blows were delivered.
Everyone assumes that I am hnour bound to obey God, that I am somehow on a tight rope and they have got the right to fire shots at me when I misbehave, which is why I wanted God directly OUT of the picture, so that these fools would have to deal with ME, the α and the ω just so that they know that whatever happens, they will answer to ME.
So, well, to me she acted like a slut, and I will never forgive that. And frankly, as I have said, over and over again, she is damged goods, far as I am concerned. Maybe she chose a 'safe' option, like a brother, which to me is what God has been hintint, hence His "peace be still" bit which to me smacks of calling trahs like I saw acceptable because it was all pretend. Hell, I do not care; it was done to hurt me, and hurt me it did, and now, I will show just how hurt I was, by making them fools pay.
And, it is not just that. It is everything about her. She waltzed up to me, with a ring on her finger, like a married woman, wanting me to fall for her while believing her married, like I am some ... undiscriminating lunatic who does not mind sharing, and when I decided, fuck this, I will have none of this bullshit, what does she do? She shows up so woebegone I start seeing two different sides to the whole thing, and it puzzled me how anyone could so wear her heart on her sleeve like that when she is opening her arms to someone else, or even just sharing a house with sme other guy.
Then she decided to drop the ring, and start with the skin-tight clothing. Now, I do not know about white people and their tolerance, but nobody is from mars, everyone is from this blasted planet, and so, when anyone sees a woman that is so dressed that she may as well be undressed, it is always a signal to any man to disregard the 'person' inhabiting the body and just go for the body. Trust me, no real man wants to see his wife or girlfriend or lover dressed in such a manner, and the best way to irritate any male companion of the said woman is to look too long at a 'well dressed' woman.
To me, the woman is saying, I am available, you may not like the real me, so how about we skip that and just concentrate on the obvious, I got super legs that I am willing to show everyone.
Well, that one is NOT for me thank you very much. A woman that knows what she wants and is decent about it, and values herself to the point where she knows that modesty never went out of fashion and she does not have to go down to the level of a slut in order to bring a point home, well, that would be the kind of woman that I might have tolerated, but then again, as I have said, I was not the one who started with this woman thing. I came, I saw , and I turned away in disgust.
I have NO time for bitches.
I am sure that everyone thought that whatever it took, however low the blows they threw at me, they would end up hammering me to the ground, and find a vulnerable spot and take me down.
Somebody forgot to tell them that I know no rights but my own, that I recognise no law but mine, and I never, ever back down.
I started out being unreasonable to some, and they thought we could laugh about it. I remember a guy with a ferrari coming one sunday and we chatted and I figured he knew NOTHING about his own engine when I asked him about it, and then, later on, after he had commented on how witty me and abisha were at selling stuff, he shows up with 'my friend dave from upstairs', and i was like, "go figure".
Maybe it never really occured to them fools that I am NOT for sale, that I am that kind of psychotic who will smile at you one moment and the next, with clinical detachment, stab you through the heart, and with your blood still warm on my hands, go grab a takeout and enjoy the meal.
I have made up my mind I am going to destroy you fools, and destroy you I will.
Then, there was the persistent, and very unrelenting, sticking to males.
unless it was ms short and dumpy, she never was to be seen in the company of females, unless maybe the one time when she was in the company of the hags who thought they knew everything and were asking that clive character, abisha's friend, about whether he was a good jewish boy, all of which was, incidentally, timed for my arrival on the scene.
No, there had to be some guy around her, and you could see the way she would get all puffed up, and leave me with the distinct impression that I am supposed to be some eunuch and as long as she was doing nothing with them, why should I be upset? Closet slut, was my conclusion, she just does not know just how much of a slut she really is.
I saw that this post of mine from when I thought I could reason with people, "jonah's sign" has been quite... popular again recently, and I suppose she was trying to use it these past few days to get me to back off from killing off people. This is the part where I say, you must seriously think I am interested in being friendly with anyone, when I tell you, point blank, I am going to kill everyone, and right now, you are alive because... I do not know.
But fuck it, I hate you.
Bitch.
Just so you know.
Now, how about you give me reason to kill you?
Stick to mike, or anyone for that matter, and you will give me my freedom. And i will be rid of you, permanently.
But, take them apart I have decided to, because, fuck it, there is NO way that I am going to spend my life with someone that I have decided is, to me, a slut, even if she may be one in the closet, and today, I intend to put my case out there, and leave her with no option for ANY comeback, so I can kill her, and go.
Lets say that for argument's sake, she IS a virgin, right? How come, I do not even want to speculate, and even if she was so stupid as to put everything like decency aside so she could follow the gallery woman's wishes for a woman to make me exhibit SOME weakness which could be exploited so that I could be brought low, it still was to ME that the low blows were delivered.
Everyone assumes that I am hnour bound to obey God, that I am somehow on a tight rope and they have got the right to fire shots at me when I misbehave, which is why I wanted God directly OUT of the picture, so that these fools would have to deal with ME, the α and the ω just so that they know that whatever happens, they will answer to ME.
So, well, to me she acted like a slut, and I will never forgive that. And frankly, as I have said, over and over again, she is damged goods, far as I am concerned. Maybe she chose a 'safe' option, like a brother, which to me is what God has been hintint, hence His "peace be still" bit which to me smacks of calling trahs like I saw acceptable because it was all pretend. Hell, I do not care; it was done to hurt me, and hurt me it did, and now, I will show just how hurt I was, by making them fools pay.
And, it is not just that. It is everything about her. She waltzed up to me, with a ring on her finger, like a married woman, wanting me to fall for her while believing her married, like I am some ... undiscriminating lunatic who does not mind sharing, and when I decided, fuck this, I will have none of this bullshit, what does she do? She shows up so woebegone I start seeing two different sides to the whole thing, and it puzzled me how anyone could so wear her heart on her sleeve like that when she is opening her arms to someone else, or even just sharing a house with sme other guy.
Then she decided to drop the ring, and start with the skin-tight clothing. Now, I do not know about white people and their tolerance, but nobody is from mars, everyone is from this blasted planet, and so, when anyone sees a woman that is so dressed that she may as well be undressed, it is always a signal to any man to disregard the 'person' inhabiting the body and just go for the body. Trust me, no real man wants to see his wife or girlfriend or lover dressed in such a manner, and the best way to irritate any male companion of the said woman is to look too long at a 'well dressed' woman.
Well, that one is NOT for me thank you very much. A woman that knows what she wants and is decent about it, and values herself to the point where she knows that modesty never went out of fashion and she does not have to go down to the level of a slut in order to bring a point home, well, that would be the kind of woman that I might have tolerated, but then again, as I have said, I was not the one who started with this woman thing. I came, I saw , and I turned away in disgust.
I am sure that everyone thought that whatever it took, however low the blows they threw at me, they would end up hammering me to the ground, and find a vulnerable spot and take me down.
Somebody forgot to tell them that I know no rights but my own, that I recognise no law but mine, and I never, ever back down.
I started out being unreasonable to some, and they thought we could laugh about it. I remember a guy with a ferrari coming one sunday and we chatted and I figured he knew NOTHING about his own engine when I asked him about it, and then, later on, after he had commented on how witty me and abisha were at selling stuff, he shows up with 'my friend dave from upstairs', and i was like, "go figure".
Maybe it never really occured to them fools that I am NOT for sale, that I am that kind of psychotic who will smile at you one moment and the next, with clinical detachment, stab you through the heart, and with your blood still warm on my hands, go grab a takeout and enjoy the meal.
I have made up my mind I am going to destroy you fools, and destroy you I will.
Then, there was the persistent, and very unrelenting, sticking to males.
unless it was ms short and dumpy, she never was to be seen in the company of females, unless maybe the one time when she was in the company of the hags who thought they knew everything and were asking that clive character, abisha's friend, about whether he was a good jewish boy, all of which was, incidentally, timed for my arrival on the scene.
No, there had to be some guy around her, and you could see the way she would get all puffed up, and leave me with the distinct impression that I am supposed to be some eunuch and as long as she was doing nothing with them, why should I be upset? Closet slut, was my conclusion, she just does not know just how much of a slut she really is.
I saw that this post of mine from when I thought I could reason with people, "jonah's sign" has been quite... popular again recently, and I suppose she was trying to use it these past few days to get me to back off from killing off people. This is the part where I say, you must seriously think I am interested in being friendly with anyone, when I tell you, point blank, I am going to kill everyone, and right now, you are alive because... I do not know.
But fuck it, I hate you.
Bitch.
Just so you know.
Now, how about you give me reason to kill you?
Stick to mike, or anyone for that matter, and you will give me my freedom. And i will be rid of you, permanently.
