Anyone following my vaguely retarded narrative knows I'm a widow with two lovely kids trying to make a living in tech in California after spending 20 years in NYC. I sought and met a nice man - gave me hope for the future, but we were on different paths. We remain friends and send jew memes to one another still.
But after one too many bullshit interactions with the horrific people of this state (namely, my horrid jew landlord and irritating nigger and dependapotamous neighbors) and I finally couldn't take it anymore. Packed up as much as I could, dumped the rest, and moved back out to an old family farmhouse in nowhere, Ohio. Spent the last week getting settled and making plans for a cowboy pool in the backyard.
I'm thrilled to be back in the country, letting my dog bark and kids scream. Area is 99% white. I've been sleeping like a baby.
Now going to join a decent church and a horseback riding club, hoping the rest falls into place.
Remember building greater Israel to the Jews is just the beginning. Once they defeat all their neighbors they're coming after everybody else. They've said they want total mongrelization of the world and to enslave everyone to them. And Jews are insane and suicidal.
I was watching PJW's latest video about muslim rape gangs in UK. In it, some roastie cunt Emily Maitlis is calling some guy racist for noticing most of the rapists are Pakis.
So my spidey sense starts tingling and I look up her early life on Wiki. Sure enough, every. Single. Time!
I never thought it would happen to me. I never wanted to ever touch the stuff but when a close friend I trusted with my life introduced me to crack cocaine he said it wasn't as bad as i thought. The fuck it isn't. Ive been hiding this addiction for 3 years now and I just know my life is so close to crashing down into nothing because I cant stop using this nigger drug. Ive always said it was for niggers and I admit im basically a nigger now. Any advice on how I stop smoking this shit between all the deserved insults would be appreciated. I need to get a grip and I can't believe ive managed to hold my life together this long.. but I can feel the rocky bottom fast approaching and im desperate to stop. This is absolutely a cry for help.
