the risk i took is not! it is a chance encounter only, not a rendezous, only my i am not a doctor of drunks and torturer of God, only to know that I have a child molester in me, asking for the bogeyman to appear, instead of you, and that's rather tragic and your stupid chatterbox is not attuned and your stupid children, so sweaty, I ask you please fragrance with roses that won't die, venus knows mars doesn't have an answer for rovers anger and biting, you are terrible parents, for terrible animals, horses aren't, Maggie hates Raymond a lot, it's a place of torture, and a home of yours is not rented in the humid months, and in our atmosphere i've dirtied a girl, not a curly-haired man, without fiery hair that isn't his ownership your slavery and your broken chandeliers and your pool cleaners aren't automatically thieves, yet i've unable to swim, with neurologists, knowing it's high tide is when and how and can you do this for me for the next hour to see your proficiency in oceanography and your aptitude to commit suicide for us, then do this mock abuse, for the orange county's hotel of the ocean's, not vice versa, with your cartographer writing stationary with my signature it isn't so carlton can sell cards and christmas ornaments at christams tree lots of your santa help you are a saint nicholas father christmas knew to gift is not in a box to ship away, only my bae is too good for you to see, so step away and you know you're wrongs and my rights are given by God to brutalize your devils

Ring those sales up with my inscription Mina ring those alarms for the theft of my music Ring is your attachment to my pain and not your joy i cried all night i could have danced instead those days of pain weren't mine, they were yours, and please do write "I am Mina, it is my work, here is the cash register, and here is your escape route, you may leave with a fire, and not by blazing blunts, nor taking your bitch's ashes away from me, your horrid children are disgustingly defective, and i hope your genes get erased right now

"Mina's Version" (FBI-CIA-Similars's Torture to a person and a known is your to terrorism an a version forever prisoner visrsion)  on the album sales, and transfer it to my broken bank accounts, temporarily guarded by God's humble servitude and a cheerful giver I've been, so don't mourn my loss, celebrate my win, with a joyous celebration, far away from these devils, whom killed again, because you didn't do enough, it's your faullt, you killed once again, because you got drunk and high, isntead of sober and low, my both is mine, to keep, with my violent emotions, kno war and ra i a to a b a r a pain a r a e a n a b a i al f ji and i o i and or by Mina Sargious, the author of your song, not your terrorist

I know my torture doesn't mean shit to you, because you're devils, naturally by birth, and death, too, with a reiio ir version is not yours it is my musicals and also my sound you've been stealing my breath, my energy, my time, my writings, and also it is my friend's work you have raped and torutred me to help and also to harm myself is not your helper your harmer then you will give my album back it is not a game you are selling my drug to pretensionally finance terror and also terrifiers working with you and knowingly selling my music as Taylor's Version of 1989 is not yours to know that I was not there during Red (Taylor's Version) it is not illegal to use my friend's pseudonym is yours to change nor profit of and you do so you make your money it isn't mine it's ours and you took my brainwashed me into my version and your terrors, here you go, there you go, it is so easy, and so swift it is so fast, and so it's like you make me a couple dollars and you a couple pence not enough that i knew how to sing your songs better than you are a person just to fuck like johnny depp and his arrogant ass lawyers who fuck him for you, like witches and warlocks, americans, and bitches like to suck dick not yours to know how tricky a bitchy ass can be to fuck hotter women and your bitches to be warmed for fucking now like your men of valor aren't strong at all and your children just like mommy, not daddy, it's fucked up it's weird it's sci-fi no it ain't

This Coptic Church is light-dark very scary oo oo o ah ah ah ahhh ahhh ahh ah ah ya man that really hits the spot ahh ahh ahya it's been fun let's go to a bonfire yippee let's go volleyball without shirts on shirts or skins and let's go have yummy foods deliver a nice meal on wheels to you right now let's party let's have the performance tonight of retarded women and men chorus and let's get the retards in session who is the mother of God is it Mina's Virgin haha i am stupid i like to look at picture art it is very cool very new very different and very very scary when i was younger i used a lot of drugs it was a very enlightening experience yet i did not get harmed like this man he is a very good animal doctor and i hope to God honestly that he make his money and he do it well he very wll may be a millionaire just you take your money it is important and it is a cheerful gift from Taylor Swift and her attorneys whom paid lots here before, and for the same purpose, using that church in particular, to lure children away from God and towards psychiatry, with her as a musician of choice at playpens and adult day care centers for senior retards, it's your fault that your children are stupid and also timid, very shy, very autistic, and also harmful violent and terrified of the night, she comes and goes she says and does she is really a bad person, i know what it's like, i'm really happy, wanna talk do you wanna smoke nah that's not good for me, and my mom she's the shit, she's honestly my vessel, i like that rami malek guy, he's real, that's real to me, i'm so happy to have him in my corner, and the music is just too much these days, i used to like going places, now I go really there, I let my bitch fuck my dog, and she sucked and I fucking laughed when she came, it's like a bitch that gets fucked for the first time, you have sex, and the baby is a retarded fuck, like that bitch, and i really don't know why you're fucking arm-wavy, it's like are you stupid or just trying to have fun with me, your austistic ass children need to leave this world, and got to hell already, they all the same disease, being a bitch ass american, and they take their stupid kids to doctors, and they ain't get shit it's about how ugly they are, they are just physically disgusting, egyptian women fat as fuck, and egyptian man all you fucking gay as hell, it ain't my business, but honestly you owe some money, but it's cool you keep it, i need at least 10gs for a benz repair and it ain't about a broken window, it's about a broken heart, and a broken shoe, an orphaned child don't ask you for shit for a reason, that's why y'all killed earl simmons, it y'all cause I scared you your pussy ass wives are retarded like you drank just a cup just one and it's why your stupid ass churches are not going to get burned by me, i am not a klansman, you said i was a klansman, your entire church full of klansmen, i burn bridges not crosses, stop fucking with me, and thanks for the ship off you fucking cocksuckers anyway, also working with rami malek's brother and family, to seek information, how to stop me, and corrupt me working with lucy hale and her family, as well, for the purpose of harming me, and deliberately making me sick as a fucking dog on a windmill, it ain't about how happy you are habibi obalek fuck you all ain't give a shit anyway