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June 17, 2019
Get used to the t-shirt. It is all I will be wearing until there is a resolution that I want with the size and weight of my body. I am beyond anger. This quietness I’ve given you is seething. Specific to the night of June 14, 2019, seething.
Until that foreign rent-a-cop, security mall cop is removed from that FBI man around me, I will not place my civic in any lane I do not want to. If he wants to date her, he should date her. To me, she is too interested in our military, too keen to learn how I work with them.
I am upset at the distress you’ve caused my boyfriend and me just because he scares you because he is the real Hannibal Lecter. There is nothing wrong with him to me. In all these years he is the first man to do something such as creating profiles to catch criminals.
Did you find anything at that Days Inn hotel? The one I told people about on my drive, the one I said always bothered me as I drove past it on my way to work. If you go back to the late eighties, you will catch people. There is something wrong in that building.
The connections to my brother, all over the world, the reason all I hear is worry when he speaks to me because something is wrong, I did not get very far in thinking. The sun-roof on his ’79 Celica will get you information. Also, any rental car with sunroofs will get you intel. The color of his car – this paragraph is a profile – the route he used to take to work when he worked in food serving, where he parked his car, the routine he did in his every day when he worked at that job will give you information.
Boyfriend, just remember sometimes I must say things out loud at work. Work is work. That two-bit hustler of a garage in no way misses me. He has no real intentions. He has never been my boyfriend.
I am so upset; I am making a stand with my bottom half of my clothing. I am so upset at the lives you have cost men and women around the world…
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 