The original text had been altered when I brought this file up on my computer. Almost every file, declassified or otherwise, has been altered if not all of them. I have tried to go back and correct the text to reflect the real and truthful version I first sent out. I first sent this out to the only source I knew could get it through to James Franco. Then, I tried, unsuccessfully, to get this to David Wolfe who is the last and closest person I can call a friend. However, that is quite a loose translation of the word. I do not know the meaning of the word friend that would do, say, or knowingly allow the things that have happened to me.
David Wolfe:
FYI
July 13, 2017
You motherless fuck James Franco,
Bitch, you ain’t my black!
Who the fuck do you think you are?! You think because you’re some stupid celebrity you have the right to tell me what I want, what I like in my cunt?! You think because your face is in front of a camera you have the right to deceive, manipulate, and trick me?! You think it’s funny to laugh at someone who’s been raped?!! Because that is the only way I will ever see the events that took place in this townhouse.
You are not welcome in my bed in any fucking way!
Bitch, you are not welcome in my fucking head!
I have been fucking SCREAMING at the top of my lungs since I found out you fucking deceived me, screaming that I only go and do ONE fucking way!!!! For over three years now! April 2014, you stupid fucking bitch!
You thought it would be funny to humiliate me like that while I was at work?! At every work place you humiliate me like that.
You honestly, think I have been so stupid and dumb to believe this stupid marriage bull-shit?! There is not any man I have ever met that I am interested in marrying. To make me think there was ever any stupid notion of “marriage” other than a way to perpetuate this stupid story is reprehensible. I am not that simple. When really it was just a matter of my brother’s fake marriage and sitting at the wrong side of the fake marriage.
I would never have voted for you, or purchased anything connected to you if I hadn’t been coerced and forced into as a means of keeping myself employed.
Please, do not do me the disservice of feigning any notion of love. There is no love between us. I don’t know you, bitch. I don’t want to know you. If I was allowed to be employed elsewhere I would be so gone.
You fucking douche bag, you thought I was gay?! Is it my fault no men find me attractive?! Is it my fault you have me locked up away in isolation I am not able to meet any men? Is it my fault the men I find attractive and sexually appealing are not interested in me?! Is it my fault men do not ask me out?! It’s not my fault the only men eHarmony set me up with were either too short, overweight, unattractive, uninteresting, boring, and not sexually viable!
Either side of the glass, it was never you!
Either side if the glass it was never that person!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To set me up with some skin suit, dildo wearing, dumpy fuck is beyond explanation, or any apology you could give.
I don’t want to hear your explanation. I heard you owe me an explanation, let me free you of that burden.
I don’t want to hear from you again!
I never believed in you. I never believed you ever had any feelings for me other than a co-worker. You used this notion of marriage as a way to perpetuate a lie.
Bitch, I ain’t your bitch! Got it!
Now stay the hell away from me!
Please let me go!
Please allow me to move on with my life.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 