Declassified Files: A Series of True Events Being Brought to Light – Questions Need Answers

Why send me there?

Why send me back to a place, to a man when in light of everything that has happened I will never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never allow it again.

Guinness is one of my favorite beers.

You want to believe I am choosing a man when I purchase something.  So, I will say this again, in case you didn’t fucking hear me the first time.  Regardless of what I purchase, it will NEVER be for David Wolfe again.

Can we please give this gay marriage situation a rest!

How many more years of the same thing is it going to take before someone and something finally corrects and changes this problem?!  What never was, will never be.  Regardless of how hard you try.

Kindness and tolerance for human beings – this is me, and always has been.  I will say no more.

Be sure you notice what it not being written in this post.

I believe I have proven I will never allow my dating life to go public again.  For, I never agreed for it to be public to begin with.  You will never be able to take away, or heal the humiliation, and  damage caused by placing me to be viewed by men and probably women, for your critique, enjoyment, and assessment.

You have doomed me to a life of dying alone.

So, I walk up to a bar an order a Guinness, for myself.  I said what I said at the bar, for myself.  It is best you understand the difference.  Because I know the difference.  What moments in the past that were real, were real, and happened to me.  Those two men moments were real to me, and nothing else.

It is a huge difference.

I need this unbelievable fake love story to end.

I never willingly speak to David Wolfe ever again.

Do you have any idea what it is like to go to work after having slept with Edison, to help a customer who goes off in the middle of normal dialogue into a story of having dolls and how they made her feel icky and dirty?!  What the fuck?!  Do you have any idea what it is like to wait on customers for months who speak to me that way?!

You have doomed me to die alone.

Send me to a gas station because the name Wolfe’s Produce is on a sign, I am only doing what I am told, and nothing more.

How many more people, animals, and family members are you going to kill in my life for your enjoyment and entertainment?

You need to understand, I do not believe anything I watch at a movie theater – it is Just A Movie.

You need to understand that doing what I am told to do, and believing in something/someone are two very different things.  A flaw in your logic in creating this, placing your definitions, meanings, theories, and guidelines above my own personal beliefs.

You need to understand I do not believe in the fake family story.  I am simply doing what I am told to do.

I am so over showing my work to teacher: I have a painting hanging on my wall of a child wearing a blue dress hugging what appears to be her mother.  This is not an important painting to me.  I have simply had it as long as I can remember.

In case you hadn’t noticed, I am not interested in looking like Jennifer Lawrence.

I am only interested in looking like Cherith Gjestland.