Water Woes: Interracial Relationships

I just cussed out the air, but I was really trying to cuss out Steve. I can’t cuss him out, because the people he work’s for don’t want him with a Black. Blacks don’t want him with a Black either. See, they’ve been coming into my house and stealing my stuff and tainting my water. My case manager at CNS told me that they are letting the bad cops into this mission and making it drag on longer than it should. I believe that, now, because what they are putting in my water is killing me. I’ve never been so sick in my life.

I told y’all they know specific drugs that can give certain symptoms that mimic different sicknesses and diseases. I’m supposed to be diabetic, the woman at CNS gave it to me. The people looking out for me allowed me to be shot up with saline. The woman at the hospital I was in last month told me I was never being shot up with any diabetic medication. Psychotropic medication either, it would have done damage to my system. My mother lived at 83 years old and never had any issues like me. She abused alcohol, smoked and had six children. Was cut once to tie her tubes. I have never abused anything, I have blood clots, tumors high cholesterol, diabetes, and a mental illness that came on when I was 40 and refused to prostitute for the local sheriff’s department. It actually started in prison when I was railroaded for writing a White cop love letters.

With diabetes you get Neuropathy. It’s where your hands and feet get numb and hurt. The stuff they put in my water mimics those symptoms and makes my stomach hurt. It’s not just my hands and feet. It’s my hands and eyes. I’m mad, because the people who are supposed to be looking out for me see the hoodlums coming into my house and tainting my water and stealing my clothes. See, they let them, because they want to catch them tainting my stuff and stealing my stuff, because someone, when caught is going to squeal. I just want to know why I got to suffer?

These are all Jealous men who envy Steve. Men who want what he has; me. They want him to be down and low. He doesn’t use drugs or he isn’t lonely. He’s been had me since 8 years old, and will always have me, I love him. They’ve been through all my exes, asked them all about me and I’m without spot or wrinkle, in Pontiac terms. They tainted my water the other day, I had to cuss out the delivery boy who looked like he could be Steves and my son. This White man stood outside his door, waiting for what? I don’t know. I guess he didn’t mind being on tape. They really believe they’ve left me. I went to drinking tap water and got this in the mail:

They think I am as stupid as they are. If they believe that they don't see them! And that Steve would just let them in my house. Especially taking my "Italy" hat, and he is Italian. They are jealous of his Italian heritage, and got friends at the DNA place and going around telling people he's not Italian!