news of the gloom today mmmmm nothing

So I’ve got a new phone it’s got loads of apps one of which is blogger touch and it’s the better layout for sure. 

I’m still at my house the soggy one I rented from that abusive Chinese crew of misfits. God only knows what goes on in those little brains. It’s still super unsafe here. People are still entering my room when I’m not here and taking stuff. The other day I opened my computer and found someone’s excel spread sheet about *my* rooming house initiative. Someone has definitely stolen my identity and is always listening following me stalking me pretending to be someone I know harassing me essentially telling me I’m too stigmatized for respect and that they will likely rape me for the rest of my life. I cannot find the copy I salvaged of “Metropolitan Toronto” from 1958. Someone stole it from my bedroom. So now how can I archive that valuable gem someone else threw away? I have a feeling it’s the mango sing sister cunts. I fucking loathe those women get them the fuck off me already. I know they’re stalking and stealing from me ideas and concepts people connections and props. I hate them so god damn much puke worthy people the lot of them. The one got her now bankrupt parents to pay for a film about some inheritance and it failed and cost 25 million ? That’s what my dad said. Guess it was pesos. That’s half a house. Yucky and they were mean to my grandmother before she died. They’re ugh. But the thefts are hard to get over they keep stealing all the cleaning supplies I leave around the house too. My spray bottle my broom for the bathroom they throw away my things but not the trash or compost. The people living here are all part of kind gang of human rights violators against catholic white skinned women. Also many racist types call me a light skin black. So they force me to live with big arrogant black men and kin trash talks me to these men before they rent. The guys that came to live here after me were here only to steal abuse and humiliate me inside the house. The one guy called arpav tar is now on I.w. The guy can’t even speak fuckin English said he was on special diet and got transportation allowance, both I was denied, and am denied repeatedly, meanwhile little arpav decided to humiliate me WHILE I WAS USING THE BATHROOM by PUSHING ME OUT OF THE WASHROOM AND TAUNTING ME WHILE REDWAN WAS STILL LIVING HERE redwan is the black guy who punched me after he stole my vape. He left and that loser arpav left too but now there is a new Indian cunt man in the basement who’s got it out for me as well. They remind me of the horrifying Indian ugly thing in storage and the hoards of Indian men who followed me around while I was homeless, stealing any private spaces I would find and push me out of them violently because they knew no one would help me as a homeless woman who was being persecuted as a catholic wanton. I’m exhausted all my reserves and have ZERO LITERAL SUPPORT OR FRIENDS. They all turned out to be acquaintances and or fake. Yeah super lame. I can’t even boast cod you won’t know what I mean. These are the things done to me that traumatized me and no I won’t change mind I hate black guys and I loathe Indian men.