Someone asked me today what I want for Christmas. I couldn’t think of anything that I want (I could use a bed, but it would be destroyed if someone gave it to me, so why bother getting something that’s going to be destroyed). Thinking about the bed made me think of gang stalking. So now I know what I want for Christmas. I want the gang stalking to STOP. If there’s someone out there who can grant this wish, you’ll have my admiration forever. I know this is wishful thinking on my part and it won’t happen, but it makes me feel better to think that it might stop.
So that’s what I want for Christmas. The freaks to stop bothering me, and everybody else!
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