So, my mom and brother went somewhere. My dad came in and bothered me. He thinks I deserve it. He moved to Orlando and started being suggestive because he's jealous of Johnny Depp and set me up to do badly in school and then got mad but didn't tell me so I couldn't "fix it" or make him back off right away. I don't believe others want to hurt me, and other people think you should know by the time you're 18. I'm 26. I should have known by 18 and also hits me is to know when I'm 21, when I should have graduated.
I guess my mom's secret is her pleasure supposedly in not making me European but not hurting, supposedly that other parents do to their kids, like that the kids didn't do it. I don't think most people like in Europe quite do that. It might depend on who the other parent is. I'm sure that's true. I heard stories told of like ½ Indian babies with dark skin and eyes. Well, 1 I remember.
I don't want to listen to Ellen DeGeneres. She doesn't seem white. I feel she wants me to live life like everything is literal, like anything I knew, that I think I learned in a learning environment (I just heard her react) is not cool today, though I'd probably pick it up anyway, like maybe from somewhere else, just because. Anyway, I can't really say that I wouldn't learn it later, like posting online. I don't want to punish myself, I mean. I think you are supposed to learn these things in school but not in class. I mean, that's what adults do. You talk about it with other people. You don't live life on a screen. You're supposed to talk about it at work, too. I know she does. I won't listen to her ideas. Like, what's it called, punishing yourself, but some other word. Also, it's about her being right. Tim Burton thinks if you like her you're bad because he thinks she has to claim to be perfect because she's famous. HA HAHA HA HA. Well, I hope she accomplished some good feeling or figured out something good. I'm not into piecing things like they're Silly Putty. I don't want the blocks to fall. Already, I tried watching The Triplets of Belleville and have experienced under his unfair influence that it doesn't mean anything. It used to mean a lot, but over the years, for some reason, under his extreme influence of the world, it means like nothing. I don't know if it will ever mean anything to me, again. Tim Burton thinks I was bad and deserve to be punished for my accomplishments, that I'm "like everyone else." The fact is I did nothing bad and that no one is perfect. I didn't do anything to that movie. There's nothing related. If there is, it didn't come up. I like art, and I worked on it more than most people. I'm not gonna sit here and listen to the idea that maybe we're not supposed to dabble in things and like torture myself for being told I was like an attractive artist. This is stuff that is understood in Florida... Also, I will not listen to his logic of a culture he isn't even open to. He thinks he can just step right in and be mean to me. So, in Florida, logic like this is known, and you can't tear it down because you grew up hooked on pleasure. I shouldn't have to say what that could mean. That's something else everyone knows. Pleasure does not mean the fact that that indicates the only opportunity you can feel good. It's kinda off on a limb because the language is limited and there are probably ways of going into it. Hey, he doesn't even write, and neither does Ellen DeGeneres.
I guess my mom's secret is her pleasure supposedly in not making me European but not hurting, supposedly that other parents do to their kids, like that the kids didn't do it. I don't think most people like in Europe quite do that. It might depend on who the other parent is. I'm sure that's true. I heard stories told of like ½ Indian babies with dark skin and eyes. Well, 1 I remember.
I don't want to listen to Ellen DeGeneres. She doesn't seem white. I feel she wants me to live life like everything is literal, like anything I knew, that I think I learned in a learning environment (I just heard her react) is not cool today, though I'd probably pick it up anyway, like maybe from somewhere else, just because. Anyway, I can't really say that I wouldn't learn it later, like posting online. I don't want to punish myself, I mean. I think you are supposed to learn these things in school but not in class. I mean, that's what adults do. You talk about it with other people. You don't live life on a screen. You're supposed to talk about it at work, too. I know she does. I won't listen to her ideas. Like, what's it called, punishing yourself, but some other word. Also, it's about her being right. Tim Burton thinks if you like her you're bad because he thinks she has to claim to be perfect because she's famous. HA HAHA HA HA. Well, I hope she accomplished some good feeling or figured out something good. I'm not into piecing things like they're Silly Putty. I don't want the blocks to fall. Already, I tried watching The Triplets of Belleville and have experienced under his unfair influence that it doesn't mean anything. It used to mean a lot, but over the years, for some reason, under his extreme influence of the world, it means like nothing. I don't know if it will ever mean anything to me, again. Tim Burton thinks I was bad and deserve to be punished for my accomplishments, that I'm "like everyone else." The fact is I did nothing bad and that no one is perfect. I didn't do anything to that movie. There's nothing related. If there is, it didn't come up. I like art, and I worked on it more than most people. I'm not gonna sit here and listen to the idea that maybe we're not supposed to dabble in things and like torture myself for being told I was like an attractive artist. This is stuff that is understood in Florida... Also, I will not listen to his logic of a culture he isn't even open to. He thinks he can just step right in and be mean to me. So, in Florida, logic like this is known, and you can't tear it down because you grew up hooked on pleasure. I shouldn't have to say what that could mean. That's something else everyone knows. Pleasure does not mean the fact that that indicates the only opportunity you can feel good. It's kinda off on a limb because the language is limited and there are probably ways of going into it. Hey, he doesn't even write, and neither does Ellen DeGeneres.
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