Monday, August 29, 2016

Cummm to me

They are acting like someone I look up to needs to be telepathically raped because of something I supposedly did wrong.  "It doesn't show sign of stopping."  You know, I wouldn't have imagined, but my mom rubbed it in a lot and wouldn't behave agreeably with me.

So, they're upset with me because I was thinking angrily about my mom for awhile.  I accidentally was a little rough, with the faucet. That's probably their ticket.  My dad likes to twinkle his toes about these things, when you can combine things I did like a puzzle being rearranged to say something else.

So, also my dad's oldest younger sister and his mom keep coming up like, "Oh, yes, I am the Evil Queen and I expect an invitation."  "Nobody asked you!"  My aunt doesn't say much to me and thinks she has business ruining my life.  Before the world got crazy with the demise from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, we lived in calibers, like who's "safe" and who's not, who's more mature and who's not, instead of saying older people had the warm and fuzzies meant all.  I was above them.  I don't need to listen to them.

If you're even more curious, my mom, like others have, turned me on in a way but without feeling.

They're threatening a relationship or something, too, because of this, because I was feeling so roughly for awhile in conjunction with accidentally being rough turning on the kitchen faucet.  My mom came out all hurt a bit later, and I figured I'd bother her no more.

They were playing around with me and held the keys when I was about to type "bother."

They've been acting all pitiful like I lose one of my best relationships or whatever and it's just a fact and they're sad.  They are the ones being offensive.  I'm just defending myself.

Did you know at church today, when it was about the youth getting their T-shirts, the people sitting on either side of me reacted when I made a little movement and were mad I looked at one of them.  At offertory, I was a bit assertive and they were abusive handing and taking the basket from me.

They keep making the computer pause, too, like I have to think of my opposite little brother.

They keep acting like someone I look up to is talking to me like I did something really bad and deserve punishment.  They are the ones acting badly!  They are rubbing it in and won't stop!