Will someone take pity on someone who won't support themselves and wants
you to pay all the bills? I promise you'll be trashed by a parasite in exchange!

Any takers?

"I have been officialy informed in no uncertain terms that as of
December 1st I am homeless."

The "roommate" finally got tired of being taken advantage of? Well, she
was warned.

"Meanwhile we're still sitting at 95 bucks on pay it forward which ends tomorrow, so let's at least make that happen so I can go out on a
reasonably high note having helped someone else."

What a joke.

"Because that's what I do, and I've been taking it up the ass for doing
it since I was in diapers, and frankly, I'm done. Someone wants to swing
by here after the first and pick up my guitar and computer for
themselves, she can't sell it for thirty days. Hit me in DM and I'll
write you a note with a digital signature giving you permission to take possession of my worldly goods. I won't be needing them."

You'd think John would be giving this to her for compensation for all
the mooching for so many months? Man, what an ingrate.


"And "why" is because of all the shit I haven't been saying -
regrettably, my life is in the hands of an anti-vaxx Trumper whose idea
of "helping" is "what can you do for me, when you do it I'll complain
that you didn't do it right, then I'll accuse you of not doing anything
and use that as an excuse to throw you under a bus." Just like my
"friend" in Utah, just like my brother, just like my family, just like
any and everyone I've ever cared about or put myself out for or tried to
help."

You mean everyone you mooched from and then shit on for being kind to
you. So you ethically accepted assistance from someone who opposed the
values of a Social Justice Warrior? Horrors! I suppose you'll be joining
the GQP next, John!

"Today's the 14th. We got two weeks to make a miracle happen or whether
it's by my own hand or I remain too stubborn to handle the job myself
until the world handles it for me, I'm done."

Is the Drama Queen ready for her closeup?


"I cannot possibly express my gratitude, to my satisfaction, to those of
you who have - in good faith and with no expectation but that I continue
to be who I am - supported my work and helped keep this going for the
last umpteen years. I have no idea what's going to happen. Maybe
something will break my way and two weeks from now I'll be laughing at
my own panic. Maybe I won't. I don't know, and honestly I'm not sure I
care anymore. I have a plan for this contingency and have had for many
years. I just hoped I'd never have to implement it. But no matter what
happens I won't be on the streets again. I can't, and the only thing
bothering to even try to survive those conditions one more time will
accomplish is delaying the inevitable. ANYONE in the country's got a
place for me to be and some way for me to get there, now's the time to
speak up loudly so if there is any hope, I can get to work trying to
raise the funds to pay for transportation and maybe not lose what little
I have left to hold on to in terms of clothes and computer and guitar.
Let me know."

Does anyone want to repeat the same mistakes everyone else has with this parasite?

"I love y'all. I even love my host/roommate, angry and bitter as I am
about her choices. And the family that turned their backs on me, and
the friends who decided I was never gonna get rich and famous so they
could stop pretending to care, and the Trumpers and the antivaxers and everyone. I love all the people. Everyone. Including the ones I don't
like. That's the only reason I ever did any of this. I'm so tired,
y'all. So, so tired. I feel 150 years old right now. But I love you,
and I will as long as I have the cognition to do so."

Fuck off and die quietly, John. It's the least you can do.

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