There’s more than one solution

Let’s just hope the world is better prepared with eyes to see

If my only mission is to expose the truth

I will die by my honor

And accusing Michael Leavitt of murder

He should be hung in the streets and then sliced open from the balls

Let gravity do its thang

Or, make him crawl in that fucking hole and hang with his bones

And for the love of God since nearly a decade or more has passed can someone please take a robot in there and retrieve his fucking body and put it in a proper burial ground

For the love of god please

I would crawl in the hole and do it myself but I experienced firsthand claustrophobia when I had to go in for my MRI

And they had to leave the little light on for me

Because I’m 2 and afraid of the dark

And confined spaces

And gaslighting

๐Ÿ‘€

And I’m dying

I’m not being melodramatic

But I’m trying to live

It’s painful

Just to breathe

But I had to get this off my chest please

I still didn’t even say or do what I needed/wanted

It’s just, that thing you said

Made me cry ๐Ÿ‘€

I know everything makes me cry

But sometimes the tears feel worthy

And I allow gravity to let them fall

But it also relieved some pressure built up in the chest

Because I haven’t stopped thinking about the way John Jones died or researching every goddamn thing about it

Like, I need to go to Utah and crawl in that hole and pull him out

But I can’t ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

Constricted spaces plus gravity ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

But I would die trying ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

Please don’t let me ๐Ÿ˜ฉ


4 responses to “Gravity”

  1. 2009. How did I not hear about this? Over 100 rescue personnel but they were standing on the clock. Instead of getting the real experts in eh. They just let a man die and closed the cave. Michael still has a job presumably managing other caves? ๐Ÿค”

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  2. My life is now on rerun to observe moments of gaslighting. It started with my mommy “pretending to walk away and leave me at the park” in my stroller when I couldn’t walk. Later on recalling that early memory my mother denied it. Fucking heartless cunt. No wonder I wanted out of that evil womb! Was depressed then! I remember how very agonizing having awareness in the womb! But reality was met with constant gaslighting by monsters!

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