Life only meant perfection. You suppose to follow every rules to leads that perfectiveness.....you breed disease, of all things seems real to you. You make a rebellion, against, all that should not be like that. You waste every life around you. There are human are on the jobs, only these you all skunt human to make the entire society pay so dearly, you should have suffer worse, not just in hell, you are in one right now.
Paper works to file.
Words to write need
Math to run in speed
Finance to look after
You have very very very wrong on those Bank says. EVERYTHING so wrong, to the degree of....you should just hell. They never just tell me. Its the worse degree you should have hell all the way, whatever these....you come out hiding your finance, behind every single paper.
Your water Tower sunk it.....
You degree of internal health, dry out. No more water osmosis....Organic.
You have no health aspect what you touch anything in public, you wash, you dry, you never go to the bathroom. You don't watch, you don't see, you don't go away....you imagine everyone has to die on you, pay for you. Of all these junks TV, Whatever these ET, should just make you all pay the hell of it. If they even exist, at all.
Bed to fold
Alarm clock to set
The book to read, and remember
You blurs your vision, of course, they make you see better if you have the money to surgically make yourself shining. You start to tell people, they are at false, you do not tolerant, what God given you a chance to breath, because you ought to use that attitude, you have a tongue to even speak....how rotton you really just ready to get to the phantam.
Whatever you define and against this Medical Board telling you, what you ought to live in the terminal, its everything on the TV already.
Its your fate.
Your terrible Ends.
No despite of disgusting human, makes someone IQ like mine so daunting how low, you really make yourself low....through the loss of your stength to breath life, as if every door exit, going in, was ....none deattach.
So sick of it. Nothing but blames on others.
SHUT UP! I should have cut you another millions pieces, I am telling you.
Family its what you got, the community its the Christian doctrine, you ought to obey, not cat, not dog, you are already dirty like a hell... yourself.
Everything you touch, oh my God.
You cultivate yourself, you build the community, then you pacify the World. There are Chinese teaching, there are Ancient saying, there are degree of things in the sequence you do, in the organization you file your bank paper first. That is the most easiest things I will get, in the of all this...END, I am telling you.
Junk piling, to imagine Rich, to make the Wealth I am telling you.
Being love by someone, its a degree of respect of that maturity you making your way there.
Nuture the ADD, conditioned, or worse, the symdrone, its you telling God, how those patients and virtue, to what he given you a chance to redempt every lifes mistakes, through that service a Guru like those Almight might one day showing up, if you just wait 500 years, nothing but only one Goal.
God.
But what you do....just so piling up all these junks stuffs for me to say, every single things you did was wrong on these Bank statements....whatever made out of you. So the ending results are these movies.
I bet someone found out what are those, and I bet anything with that bank has something to do with the result chemists my worlds has your water sunk it, inside what it is in the pipe. of every usage, dirtyness and disease breed.
So ugly human, to be skeleton curse, good for that ending saying....the end of it.
Close book. I have enough with this. Don't want to do the mature human does the mature things, the hell will await you. You have no fear of it.
If the medical board makes you the perfect eyes, you imagine anyone will get jealous of it. Its the same terminal, same air you breath, the same air pressure going up and down, same exit, of one passport, you hope its you holding it right, not missing it.
Of everything the Bank should just jail you on the first bill, I am telling you. What I see on every side, to that important few sectors.
ITS JUNKS.
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