tell your girlfirend, the pretty one, that her pussy tastes of old jolibee, and to stop jumping on me

she ain't into that, stay away from ugly lesbians, i pack heat, while your bitch bleed for a cunt, and a nigga red to a cunt play a slut then a nigga, then a kanye's dick riders, talk different, for the bitch-mades, clocked upon sight, blocked from entry ast errorists, assholes

here's how it's done\

your ugyl mother, black, oyur ugly family, gone

your ugly deads, gboring and don't give a damn,

your ugly weirdos, dead, over

your ugly retards, gone to econpomcit roture

your ugly michael jackson asce, gone pay for lying about the you urban

you ugly bitchm balckstrip-

and listen, charles manson's baby, with sue, badlook

for your ugly ass proxies

and your favorite aiutistic ass's son, is a sexual predator trell your pussy mother, a coddled lavendar don't mean i play sides, and that yoru ugly clone slut, a bitch to a rimjobber

pedophile you laike nardine saad, peter malke, bro invite her to your wedding, you a warlock, like your druggie mother taylor swift, ask amber

i would suggest contacting your son, to do a, say, wellness check, as he is having fun, oppositely fish for food not bait, this is not used to be, it's currently, and i need you to leave me alone

I ain't a kid, don't need your retarded daughter, sell your shit on the street, it's you look homeless, unemotinoal

paycheck was paid higher by taylor swift whom is not hired only re-hired, at the apa, to work high-magic, to steal my emotions, for mine and mines, to enalbe torture, through me exclusively, in along-term program against my health, to feel good, and get away with it, as people do, they'll be killed tomorow, all family members rape,d and also noted that this individual was paid backhandedly, by the apa, who was told to support drug use, by taylor swift, and the CIA torture program

and harm is to know you're harmd, and dangered, is you to have been and to, yours, and not with, against, to, yours, and rape, torture, is not my hing, is't a and rape to yours, tomororw monirng, your nuts drained, it doesnt mean taht i wount kill a doctor raping me, illegally, because i don't do those things, you do, and you're scary if you support torture, which you do

stop talking about me, i'm right here, yu're happy, to evade, by torture

this peter maloo is not a good person, is frequently around drugs and sex, works hard to go to the hotel cafe, and is obsessed with new and up-coming artists, worked hard to ingratiate himself in that a crowd, and is not very doctorly, and may have feigned an entire degree, in a stunning discovery of murder of an underground artist, a famous writer, a dark poet, and a light poet, working with the FBI's dark agents, to enable himself and gratify his brother, to torture

also, this person is dark and weasel-like, implying this person is not to be talked to, addressed as his name is not the same, different, born the same, only differently, working with another person, to hide his identity, and to frequently assault children, adults, and other harmless folks, fofering condoms, to children, and selling others short, indicating this person is a sex trafifcker, working with the elites, against others, for himself, and for money, as the worst human possibly I could have imagined, to have known me, is not me you? then why am i here, today, to abuse, be abused, or to abuse you. i'm not amusing myself, in stating

I am a dark person

obsessed if not completely given to moods

a child of hatred

and lovred

only to become myself,

my name being mina only by short, mina-aiso, by long, minaiso i am a person of interest to photographers, as the most beautiful child alive, was stolen, by another, i am missing, to my mother, who isn't here, who is there, dying to see me, yet that doesn't make sense; i'm obsessed if not taken to mary, tanagho, whom is not here, nor there, is missing, to me, in my heart, my mind, and body, my other half, is not here, only there, and i miss her, to see me again, then when can i see you again, i am not babyfaced, only tupac-like, a child of monsters, is a child of angels, and thus i am myself, a child of both, to become the angel-monster, you've missed all along, and if you want more, contact my friend, aio, whom is nto here, nor there, a person annoyed, is a person betrayed, and my friend i've betrayed you, and i'm sorry, i'm tiaoaoiaoip, a person from another country, and not mine, is yours, to take. thank you, aioaiop, i am aiopaio, mina -an angel.monster