I dont know how im alive, after being hitting by a car, which is my own fault during a mercari delivery sale to call of duty black ops cold war. kinda scared the heck of out me, up in the air, then land right back down to the ground, comes with a eyebrow cut glasses scratch the flesh off, but my eye was okay, sorry liveleak perverts and desenstized gore weirdos. my death will not make you horny, you digusted me. i try to go back on living and thinking about work, I dont know if i can if toterate all kinds of people, which annoying me, talk about their baby boomer parents being a holes, The ecomony retoric, or im lost without our lord and savior Jesus. Its why i better off in my apartment, rather being out there risk my life for a boss that does not care about me, Hate pressure by anyone has taken a toll by uneasy expectations, or forced inclusive, or forced trump sucking cock worshipping.