#231h 36min

[blondrichclosetwitch]

Now I know why you've been taken

Strange fruit is loaded; it was considered the first protest song, “bulging eyes and the twisted mouth” about being hung from trees…but was also very important in my nervous system being attacked. The TR was who told me about music being a message, and famously Kanye’s Blood on the Leaves samples it. When it played I would see pictures of Blond being pregnant, and it would always play right when Psychic Jakk was insisting that he was about to be free of her and come to me. Once I was on my way to meet him when it played, and my body completely shut down. I was crossing the staples parking lot, and then I was bent over in unbelievable pain. It got to the point where I had to take it off the playlist.

Does the story end the way you want it to?

And this is the three of swords song for the entire day:

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#:57 three of swords #angel number songs #231h 36min

[blondrichclosetwitch]

“No one would notice. No one would know.”

Looking for a saviour in these dirty streets

I've been raising up my hands, drive another nail in

So 1:16 is doubly resonant because last week when I fell yet again, I stuck my hand out to catch myself and I did…on a spike. Which is why I have stitches for the first time in thirty years. “So you have a stigmata” my big sister said.

Park that car, drop that phone, sleep in the floor, Dream About Me

The films that I made

Forget that I’m fifty cause ya just got paid

You start professing that you’re knocking me dead

You sold me illusions, a bag full of checques (ah the money Psychic Jakk and I were promised day after day, 80k I think one tape said it was for what they did to our brains and our sex)

Don’t you want to be my fantasy?

Cmon Baby, let’s b-b-ball

Let’s pretend we’re married and go all night; I won’t stop til the morning light (ah yes the ring that was stolen off my finger, supposedly by PJ, but that “married” me to Blond)

And can we please for the love of God talk about what you did on the Fourth of July, ffs?

I’ll be following you

Watching your every move

prison bars will taunt you till you’re dead

Where did they all go? Hear the voice of God on the radio

Graffitiing

“she fell down the well and broke her head.

On her recovery her sight returned, a fluke of nature everyone said.

I would tell her when she started at me, with her eyes wide and watery, that they reminded me of the well she fell into.

She liked this, it made her laugh.” (I fell into a well when I was 4 because I was chasing a balloon)

Please hold the light

And I can’t believe it took me this long

I’ve seen this storyline played out so many times before 

Oh, what a hell of a show….

but what I want to know is what exactly do you do for an encore?

Because this is hardcore. 

Go back to bed America your government has figured out how it all transpired.

“You are free to do as we tell you. You are free to do as we tell you.”

“I want to see a spike go through her eyeball. “

“They want to kill each other, I’m filming it.”

You'll find my key beneath the mat—-this is the song of the day. I sent J a text several times saying I was leaving my key under the mat for him, not realizing his better half (?) was reading everything. That move ended up truly destroying my life as I knew it. The TR def did a lot of awful black magick to us, but it was brought to a whole other level when I left my keys there.

It’s safe to say there were a lot of copies made.

I'm not that hard to find

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the Time

Just a small town girl livin' in a lonely world

Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit

Buying lies and stealing jokes and laughing every time I choke

Biding all the time you took

Now I know why you've been taken

I think I just fell in love with a pornstar; turn the camera on, she a born star

Have you lost your mind?

You could hear the loudest screams comin' from inside the screen, you a wild bitch

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

Nothin' to hide, we both screwed the bridesmaids

Ancient Healing to undo this mess

If you really love me there's no way to tell

I'm always arriving when you say farewell

In all of my dreams we are husband and wife

I'lI never forget you all of my life

The weight of the fam is on our back and we can't fall

“I love the way she cries.”

#today is a 16/07 #16 the tower #07 the chariot #angel number songs #231h 36min