npub1zh…ggdq0 on Nostr: imo, another important thing to note is that these pedo and trafficking networks LOVE ...
imo, another important thing to note is that these pedo and trafficking networks LOVE people like me who come from distinctly broken households. it actually makes the sex trafficking part easier for them because all they have to do is create enmity to force the victim into further isolation. they can't operate too publically so that's a must.
seems like usually they have at least five social layers of protection, multiple vetting tests, and just lots of mind games before they deem someone worthy of advancing to the elites like that whore aella, who was allegedly Elon's go-to for a long time. now, the rumor really rests on the notion that when he started reading all my rants and whatever, he was quite simply shocked that, on top of putting out a literal banger of a pop song – and one that could have easily put me in the top 10 of new artists – I was actually extremely smart.
the problem was that I was smart about a topic that was so taboo nobody could touch it. now, Elon's ostensibly always been the Jews' favorite boy, so when I took my stance on him, everything changed for him and got worse for me. very Anna Karenina's Niña type shit, because that's what these Khazarians do, after all. it just seems like something like that would make a man like that feel amazing and terrible, knowing that his success was at the expense of a woman who only wanted to talk about this information. and not just me, but everybody who's ever tried to say it.
if I were him, these are the things that would bring me back down to earth every single time, without fail, and make me really think about the person I've become. and it would take a whole army of bimbos to convince me to just not think about it for ten minutes and just take the blowjob. ok whatever.
but why could I not just have my Russian lover in peace and have my money so I could be happy, too? that's what I want to know. why not just forget about it, settle out of court, pay up, make me sign an NDA? I thought that's what's supposed to happen with men like this.
well, thing is, it was never going to be like that because I wasn't meant for that. so here I am, watching a man I once seriously had the displeasure of being asked if I could love just lie and lie and lie, every single day. another fucking day, another fucking lie.
seems like usually they have at least five social layers of protection, multiple vetting tests, and just lots of mind games before they deem someone worthy of advancing to the elites like that whore aella, who was allegedly Elon's go-to for a long time. now, the rumor really rests on the notion that when he started reading all my rants and whatever, he was quite simply shocked that, on top of putting out a literal banger of a pop song – and one that could have easily put me in the top 10 of new artists – I was actually extremely smart.
the problem was that I was smart about a topic that was so taboo nobody could touch it. now, Elon's ostensibly always been the Jews' favorite boy, so when I took my stance on him, everything changed for him and got worse for me. very Anna Karenina's Niña type shit, because that's what these Khazarians do, after all. it just seems like something like that would make a man like that feel amazing and terrible, knowing that his success was at the expense of a woman who only wanted to talk about this information. and not just me, but everybody who's ever tried to say it.
if I were him, these are the things that would bring me back down to earth every single time, without fail, and make me really think about the person I've become. and it would take a whole army of bimbos to convince me to just not think about it for ten minutes and just take the blowjob. ok whatever.
but why could I not just have my Russian lover in peace and have my money so I could be happy, too? that's what I want to know. why not just forget about it, settle out of court, pay up, make me sign an NDA? I thought that's what's supposed to happen with men like this.
well, thing is, it was never going to be like that because I wasn't meant for that. so here I am, watching a man I once seriously had the displeasure of being asked if I could love just lie and lie and lie, every single day. another fucking day, another fucking lie.