I can’t tell what day it is, if I ate, or what I have or have not posted so if I post something twice dont hesitate to yell at me. In other news, I’m apparently very good at being yelled at.
All I want for Christmas is a great big lonely vacation where I’m locked in a cement hole….wait…no, I don’t want that but something similar idk maybe just a normal vacation
I want to let everyone know that I raised the monthly because of some reasons:
A. I have not put in the time necessary here due to court and that’s why I lowered it, and that’s why I lost followers, and so naturally I also have not made money
B. I need proof of employment and to pay rent
C. I owe the devil $500
That being said, I am not going to raise it if I can’t put the work, SO I’m going to post more regularly again, and also attempt to get to messages because I’ve been very very very bad…at that.
Auto renew subscriptions will not auto renew so even if you don’t want the price bump, you won’t, BUT you will have to re subscribe if you want to stick around.
Don’t worry, we—or at least most— have a month (and the rest of the year) to see if I can earn it.
Love you all no matter what. I wouldn’t have even gotten where I am without you all.
Alright, alright, alright. I’ve officially run out of f*cks to give.
Not sure even how to bring this up, but my court case came and went.
2 charges dropped because no evidence.
3rd charge pursued without evidence:
guilty of malicious destruction of property.
With just his word that I was “crazy”. ONLY his word.
One man, told a jury I was crazy, with not one single other piece of evidence.
No photographs. No videos. No estimates. No repairs or receipts. No papers. No proof of anything.
A police officer had body-cam footage that showed I wasn’t present and that there was no damage.
Every time stamped text of me begging him to leave me alone.
Pictures of a car door shiny and clean.
Every bit of evidence proving I was innocent.
Yet somehow, 1 man, convinced 12 people in the court of law—with nothing but his *word* on my mental state.
730 days supervised probation. $500. Psych evaluation from the state. A year of anger management.
(So much for my 30th birthday trip to Europe, because I can’t leave the country.)
For a scratch on a car that never happened.
So call me crazy, but I’d call that a witch hunt.
They caught the witch and burned me at the stake, and now I’ve got nothing to lose.
I think I’ve shit my last shit to give…
Wait that sounds weird.
Given my last shit? Shit my last given? Basically, no more shits. None to give. Anyways.
I’ve been told my content is too vanilla but in light of recent news I would like to think it’s just right.
Also surprise at the end: me in my natural state being mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted.