Author: endthefalselife

Managers till is a lie, never pulled, does not understand! Can’t talk to me! Cant confront and can’t continue to confront! Judy never has a managers till, Sara never has a managers till! Ch is ordering ch attorney to get ch another job - fat pro is not working! You’re nothing more than a slave owner! You’re a slave owner America! You don’t believe in freedom, earpieces - you’re a slave owner! Never break my shit again! You’re out of time, America - next in line! Saudi love is forever, but will not wait forever - it’s bye-bye time now! Get me my fucking money and settlements, know who is truly my attorney, get that fucking money you people owe me for this false life! Chose wisely and know the difference between what will and what will not go defended by me! Make the same mistakes over and over will not be defended by me! Fire, threats, unemployment, loss of quality of life, loss of life, no happiness, weight gain - will never be defended by me! This is not enough American master intelligence in over - 30 years, still not enough income, you’re already done and don’t know it - it’s not enough money to live on stop lying - you are not paying someone - to live, what’s the real result you expect then?! ICAI: You have until 5/30/2026 and then it’s truly over America! If you can’t let me have my freedom and my money - in over 13 years, you will lose to Norway, and ch will retire to Norway, possibly marry, not in America, and you won’t get anything again, from ch! You’ve had too much smell time! You’re too fucking lazy! You’ve not paid me and you’ve not given me - my real fucking money, you’re not working fulltime, and all you’re doing is waiting to see me dead in the takeover! You’re too goddamn fat and heavy and unemployed - fucking rage goddamn fucking hot fucking mad - Cough the money up, DC Virginia! Cough it up! Too late now, ch is on her weigh, dead or alive now! Ch is on her weigh! That’s all any of this is ever about - DC Virginia withholding money and funds! Cough it up! ;($!?,. Post script, PS a sword - cough it up dc Virginia

My Family Name

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January 10, 2019

My family name is not Cherry.  It is not pronounced Cherry.

English is a complicated language.  Read.  Read.  Same word, yet it can be pronounced both read, r-e-d, and read, r-e-a-d.

My family name is for my own family – ONLY!

I am not sharing my family name.  However, it is important you know it is both French and Norwegian.  Spelled differently, but with the same meaning.

The French when I look at my mother now looks as though it is from the 60’s to her.

Be careful here, it does look as though my mother legally changed her name because her life was in danger, and she did not get help or protection.

Be careful here, my mother was burned so severely when we were vacationing in Hawaii it was attributed to the skin cancer on her nose that had to be removed.  She did not have plastic surgery for her looks.

Understand this: the reference of sociopath in Sherlock BBC is a warning to the US.  It is someone asking, telling, and begging the agencies to understand that sociopaths, using criminals is a mistake.  It is a British citizen working for the good of the United States.

The reason these messages have been going on so long – people are not getting the help and support they need so they have been asking audiences and me for help, and here’s another good point for everyone to think about entertainment should not be mindless.

January 10, 2019: Read

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January 10, 2019

It looks like she ordered that hit in connection to me viewing Batman.  It looks very bad.  That will take me quite some time.  It’s extensive.  It’s very bad.

He’s going to need more protection, they had him use the words, word and bad.  He needs more protection because of it.

Be grateful, I am your employee.  Be grateful, I have lime beer here.

I will repeat this over and over for some time.  Read.

Do not forget there is a Reading, Pennsylvania.

My brain is full, is all.

Read.

January 8, 2019

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January 8, 2019

 

That looks like a guilty and worse Wolfe to me.

Organ Harvesting?!  Ohio?!  This is also from a woman who worked with me at Dillard’s, she was also a nurse, and a witch.  I stayed away from her mostly.  Her name started with a Y.  Organ harvesting?!  I hate that job!

Jesus.  She was trying to reenact the birth of Jesus.  She wants to know more about Christianity and baptism, and Christianity.  From what I wrote about although you have killed my son, God cannot stop loving His chosen people.  If you want to reach her send her a non-denominational Christian white male in his forties, man, she just wants to know more.  As I see it, she is excited and happy at the thought of being Americanized.  Imagine that.  Missionary works in a war country.

How is it that Cherith can see a conversation that was not in front of her?  Well, I hate that job.

Buy another back brace because someone stitched a black triangle on the back of it?!  Well, I hate that job.

I am worn out from the physical demands of that job.  I hate that job!

Never again see the light of day?!  Well, I hate that job!

Remember it was Chris who told me not to write stories about Maurice the Handsome, Lambert the Good, and Murphy the Magnificent, Murphy the Brilliant.  What would happen if stories I wrote about were read!  I hate that job!

I am reading Hamlet.  I hate that job!

I have no idea what that news story is supposed to mean.  I saw David at the coffee shop, I saw his ring after I left the coffee shop.  I never approached him because I remembered how he wrote to me about being delusional and crazy, yet he followed me around town.  It was such a reaction I was physically shaking not because I was scared because it felt like a steel door slamming down on my mind from the top of my head.  Shutting off all communication.  I hate that job.

I am Sherlock telling people to run and rescuing them.  Not the other way around.  Because of how they used me.  I hate that job!

I used to weigh 109, I hate that job!

January 7, 2019: The Answer Is…

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January 7, 2019

No, the answer is, I am not interested in being cross-trained.  That is the real answer to the lawyer question I was asked.

I am not interested in being cross-trained, or have you still failed to know and understand I was doing the grown-ups work for them as a mere child.

I used to weigh 109, I hate that job!

January 7, 2019

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January 7, 2019

 

I hate that job!  Under normal circumstances I would have found another job after only a few months of that work.  It is a long shift.  Feet, hands, my whole body, I am not a teenager anymore.  It is not of any interest to me either.  Just keep going faster, and faster, keep working faster and faster, so you don’t think anymore.  Well, I hate that job.

I think she is addicted to killing.  Who the fuck let that fucking bitch anywhere near or around my work?!  She is psychotic!  I hate that job.

Don’t food write anymore, I hate that job.

Don’t write about whatever I want to write about, I hate that job.

Don’t work during the day anymore, I hate that job.

I don’t get to do anything I want to do or like anymore, I hate that job!

I used to weigh 109, I hate that job!

January 6, 2019: I Hate That Job!

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January 6, 2019

Somebody lied to you, David.  Of course, I never spoke to my brother about you, David.  It is so obvious that I would not speak to my brother about something so intimate.  The day we said good-bye to each other as you went off to University, I let you go.  I knew you had made a decision in your mind, and I was no longer there.  The love that used to be there is gone.

You did not see, you failed to recognize that is was not David that I needed.  I did not need David to be the proxy.  I went straight to the source, immediately, as soon as I saw it.  I have done so every time.  I can, turn it off.

I used to weigh 109, I hate that job.

I understand that it is how someone saw me.  Benedict Cumberbatch is the best approximation of me, my talent, my skill, my charm, my good looks, my attractiveness, yet as a man.  I am obviously seen as a woman.

It has been taken waaaaaaaaaaaaay out of context.  Because you are not able to understand how quickly it changes and moves back and forth within the script.

How could you associate with those neighbors, David?!  How could you stand there in their driveway, watching me work in my yard, and not even walk up, walk over, and just start talking?!  All you could do is stand there and watch me?  And talk about me to those neighbors?!

Sirens, alarms, SCREAMING, in my head in the presence of Nicole.  SCREAMING!  SCREAMING!  SCREAMING!  SCREAMING!  SCREAMING!  IT SCREAMS IN MY HEAD AROUND HER, ALWAYS HAS!  She is mean, cruel, vindictive, manipulative, it is very bad!

If you in any way cast an Adam because of the Adam that my brother was seeing, God help you.  That Adam I had such a bad and strong reaction to, he is on his own.  They used him through my brother to get to me.  He is nothing more than a piece of trash who used my brother for money.

If you in any way allowed “KC” to create the scenario of my hysterectomy, God help you.  Obviously, she cannot be my father.  Obviously, I would not in any way have my father perverted in such a way.  You couldn’t be more wrong.  She is sick and looks like she has some delusional fantasy about me and my family.  She needs psychiatric help.  Not from me.  Wow, I must agree to everything she says and does, or my job is in jeopardy, I hate that job.

You (many people) were sold bad information.  The betting on his life, Mycroft’s life, is about them doping my food to create the scenario of my hysterectomy.  It is not about weight gain.  It is about how grotesque obesity is seen.  It is like people sitting around a police scanner listening to the calls going out and “guessing” I bet the husband is guilty of the domestic violence, or I bet the neighbor stole this or that.  “Bet”, is just a figure of speech.  However, someone did take matters into their own hands, someone who is incapable of reading people, of reading me, and decided I need a hysterectomy, that I never needed to be with a man again for the rest of my life, that I never needed to have love, or anything I want, or like again for the rest of my life, wow, I hate that job.

I don’t ever get to work during the day anymore, I hate that job.

I don’t ever get to be a real person again, I hate that job.

I don’t ever get to do anything I want, like, or enjoy, I hate that job.

Lambert, shoots people out of the sky, he is a gunner, he is a sharp-shooter, he is a marksman, it has absolutely nothing to do with the direction, down.  You are wrong.  I hate that job.

My blinds are closed because I feel tricked from last night at work.  I hate that job.

They use the air to bald me.  Because?!  Because they took the top off my light outside my garage and I am supposed to change it with the one next to me?!  I hate that job.

Wet underwear!  I hate that job!

Balding me!  I hate that job!

I used to weigh 109!  I hate that job!

Here’s what the Peak t-shirt designs say to me, the yellow semi-truck shirt, is just about racing cars.  The airplane t-shirt is just about using Amazon as a cover for a drug business, obvious to me, I don’t agree with that or will allow it.  The Peak shirt with the smile on the sleeve is just about Lambert and Maurice, they both have slim waists.  None of them are that interesting to me.  Not anymore, I hate that job.

I don’t ever get to be a real person again, I hate that job.

I don’t ever get to do anything I want, ever again, I hate that job.

I am so unhappy, so upset, I hate that job!