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Gang stalking, paranoia, God’s chosen anointed Ones, 1 Corinthians, Getting rid of Toxic Negative People for GOOD!

Ok so I’m sitting ah the bus stop across the street from the circle k. Ok, it’s Sunday so the buses are running a little slower, could or could not be, slower than twenty minutes apart. So, since I was sitting there one bus had gone by. But I was already sitting there for a few. So, people go by, not really anybody walking across my face.

There’s a sudden realization here. Ok, first, let me tell you what just happened…

So, some bitch crosses the street, with a shirt over her head. And if you think you’re dealing with Gang stalking and you see things that’s supposed to get you conditioned and being paranoid as to applying to you, I’m like, hey I walk around with a shirt on my head, you to shield from the sun, even though my skin is darker, but you know skin dehydration causes wrinkles…

So, I’m drinking my drink that I’d say I snagged, ok, it’s hard working jobs without feeling some way on the job like people talking to you, or about you, like everybody tryna whisper they’re in your head but you don’t know anybody, and so, yeah… I’m sitting at the bus stop, the bitch walks by after crossing the street from over by circle k corner to on this side, then she crosses the corner, then re appears, and walks towards me, then walks by, then minutes later somebody like hey, then they touch my shoulder, …

So I grab the bitch pistachios. But it’s like she tried to disrespect me in front of whoever she thought was watching. Then after I tell the bitch like dude, ain’t nobody got time to be jail for you and you know you wouldn’t do that shit downtown, I don’t have no fucking drugs for you. So, I got e bitch pistachios, it’s like I’m not tryna play tough out here it’s these ones out here tryna invade your space, and I got better things to live for, and then it’s like everybody wants you to feel watched and bothered by them doing the irritating shit that they doing…

And all they do is crowd around you, they want you reacting and hiring mad, they hate for anybody to feel comfortable or enjoyable and you can’t even get that out here unless you have your own home and not around other people like them. It’s too many haters out here.

Nobody out here knows me personally, it doesn’t matter if people don’t like black girls, I mean it was just some bum ass white bitch out couldn’t even get a free $11 tablet but sitting up here an jaywalked across the street then tryna ask me for a fucking cigarette that was already sitting at the damn bus stop when I sat down right there, why, cause it’s all types of bums on Thomas ave in Phoenix.

And so, I don’t blame shit on no dam. Ganga stalking. It’s the patterns and I don’t feel conditioned, there has been trauma in my life in the last five years and I know how I always been, how I always felt, and never have it’s been no voices, tryna say or ppl constantly around me tryna feed of my vibes, like feeling ppl and it’s not even positive, just too much.

It’s too much public out here. I’m not in competition wi to nobody, don’t care they exist and wish they’d get the fuck out my face to try and demonstrate oh hey this is how I am, like ok don’t look this way to try and entertain the type of person you never been here around…

And it’s like, today, I’m at the library they open for a few hours today on Sunday, (ok, now a dude beating on the table, these computers are on a circle table…

Guess what, as soon as I wrote that, some bitch said hey do you have an id I can check, only teens on this floor, then AS SOON as I press the button for the up floor, the elevator comes with two old white couple, dude says, oh we’re going to the 5th floor, then it sounded like he whispered something under his breath that he couldn’t real life say to my face but this game they think they tapped into like I can hear everything they’re saying and how they feel about me, that’s why I feel alone, and separated because these are the only types of ppl around,

And they are hateful, they have an agenda and the only way is to get rich to beat the small games they pulling out here like this.

Do you feel like people are monitoring you or using electro magnetic frequency to attack you mentally ? Or met up to attack you or cause some disruption or delay in your life on purpose ? Like people tryna watch you and don’t want you to be successful?

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Posted byWitheverywhereAugust 21, 2022August 21, 2022Posted inUncategorizedTags:affliction, anointing, black, chosen one, devil mental attacks, gang stalking, gang stalking is not real, healing, hearing voices, i hate bums, I hate drugs addicts, I’m not depressed but I feel like it, Jesus chosen ones, Kodak, lyrics, mental, mental anguish attacks, mental healing, no depression, no mental illness hearing voices, no one reads minds, no one understands me, not mentally ill, people want to see you lose, resist the devil, somebody watching me, tarot reading explained, tunnel, vision, why do I feel watched, your mind is your ownLeave a comment on Gang stalking, paranoia, God’s chosen anointed Ones, 1 Corinthians, Getting rid of Toxic Negative People for GOOD!
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