My family’s been in contact with me recently. First, no one gets in touch with me and then everybody and his mother do. They’ve all been instructed to get in touch with me. It happens about every three to four months. They all come out at once and then they all disappear again.
And they don’t get in touch with me to say “hi” or “how you doing?” No, I’m sent nasty messages from them. I have a nephew who sends me quotes, all the quotes hoping something bad happens to me. And then another sends me pictures of himself wearing all the colors I wear. And then, there’s a woman I used to be friends with, who sends me pictures of herself almost naked. I’m not going to remove any of them from my Facebook page. Whatever they send and say, I can use as proof. Maybe, one day, I’ll able to sue each and every last one of the bitches.
It’s so nice to have family and friends like these.
Yesterday, Facebook sent me a message saying that someone was using my computer, but it wasn’t from my location. It said that someone was using my computer from Queen Creek, Arizona. I’m in Las Vegas, so I don’t know how I can be in two places at once. Maybe I’ve found the secret to invisibility. I can invisibly go from place to place. Well, it just so happens that I have family in Queen Creek, Arizona. So some relative of mine is hacking my computer, or maybe they all take turns on the computer making fun of me. I can just see and hear them fighting over who’s going to use the computer to harass me.
And today, I heard someone with a bucket, but I ignored him. I went out a few minutes later, and as I passed the wall, I saw black spray paint on the side of the wall. This adds a nice look to the paint that’s been sprayed all over the floor in front of my door. I’m not going to the office and complain about it. Every time I go to the office and complain about something, the manager tells the monitors and my harassment becomes worse. She’s a real snitch. Just another perp in my life. But, anyway, as I was saying, about the spray paint. When I got downstairs, there were three cans of black and yellow spray paint on the grass with a black shirt with a big yellow “S” painted on it. It’s from the guy in apartment 108. He’s sending me a message that he did it, I guess.
But I’m not going to get upset, and I’m not going to do anything about the paint on the floor or the wall. Let them add whatever they want to my door, my wall, my windows. I’ll just keep taking pictures as proof.
I have to thank them all for making it so easy for me to get proof of my harassment.
Just another day in Perplandia. Perplandia, land of the perps.
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