about oppression i left that prissy white life because I was CINDERELLA then put in pretty dresses and made to look like I was a brat but it's not true...
I would have liked to think that my life was better than it is that I had a normal family structure that I was not painted into a corner that I was not set-up due to jealousy and envy and revenge...
I append to the manipulation of my hidden incarceration that worked on me so long due to imposed religion and grandmas superstition and misrepresentation the blockage that bounced me in so many directions like a pin-ball machine but I was being nice when I backed down but forreal I am jean bonet ramsey I don’t know how I made it this far because I been color coded since I was a kid put in colors and ostracized a medley of confusion hidden behind religion as I repeat I looked around one day and said ‘ u got to be fucking kidding me” and when people were paid to lie on me and find something on me then even the non-believers- they look for evidence to justify it’s just how the brain works- cuz I even read it in psychology books
But most of that color code is not true I’ve never been in rehab or done nasty sexual favors so believe that shit and youre a fucking beginner more or less a follower and if I didn’t reply to your posts it was due to not having convenient internet access and two kids and mad stress
I guess there is still HOPE because all it takes is someone who’ll really listen because I’m modern day cinderella with mad incisions forced into the life that I currently have I can even break down how my mother did it mommy dearest-trust me and my kids were fucking threatened to not say anything and I can speak properly-because I have held many office jobs oh and it ain’t a female thing just another motivation tactic used in the setup and it is not a LOVE thing because incentives were given
I just sit back and be like “how did I manage”? I guess JESUS is really right next to me because this Hitler plan is out to get me...
Portraying a false image
-nuff said
people WILL LIE when paid and believe shit if enough people believe it
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥