ICPISTMCMM, CHAPTER 00064

I AM ABOUT TO STOP THIS BLOG FOREVER. I AM SICK AND TIRED OF MY GAME PLAYING VIEWERS. WHEN I WORK THE HARDEST TO PUT UP GOOD STUFF, THEY STAY AWAY THE MOST. I CAN JUST TYPE THESE FILES FOR MY OWN EDIFICATION AND STOP SHARING MY STUFF. BEFORE THEY KNOW IT, THEY'LL MISS MY BLOG A LOT AND WONDER WHY THEY TREATED ME SO MOTHER FUCKIGN SHABBY AND MEAN, NEVER EVER PLUGGING ME TO FRIENDS OR ANYONE THEY KNEW. IN THE END IT WILL BE THEY WHO MISSED OUT, NOT ME, AS I HAVE THE POWER HOUSE 'FUCKIGN' INFORMATION, NOT THEM.

MAYBE PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP DID HAVE A BIGGER INFLUENCE ON MY BLOG THAN I THOUGHT, AND IF THAT IS THE CASE, I WILL CLOSE IT DOWN FOR SURE. THIS BLOG IS NOT FOR CREEPS WITH BIG EGOS LIKE HIM. IT FOR THE MEAK AND FRAIL, THE PERSECUTED AMONGST US, LOT FOLKS LIKE THAT.

I TOOK MYSELF OFF THAT LINKED-IN CRAP LAST NIGHT, ONCE AND FOR ALL. I DON'T NEED THAT SILLY GAME FROM PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP. DO ME A FAVOR PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP, SINCE YOU REFUSED TO FORGIVE, AND BE A MAN; AND JUST WANTED TO PLAY GAMES, AS MANY IN MY OLD HIGH SCHOOL DID, WHEN I GOT ONTO FACEBOOK FOR A SHORT WHILE, BEFORE CANCELLING THAT OUT AS WELL; JUST FORGET I EXIST, AND WE WILL AGREE NEVER AGAIN TO NOTHER EACH OTHER OR SEND ANYTHING, ETCETERA. I WILL ALSO AGREE THAT STARTING WITH MY NEXT BLOG, I WILL NO LONGER MENTION YOU, OTHER THAN PERHAPS IF THE TOPIC OF SOMETHING COMES UP THAT NEEDS MY SAYING SOMETHING, I MAY GO AS FAR AS SAYING, “YOU KNOW, THE UNMENTIONABLE PEOPLE”, AS YOU ARE BUT ONE OF SEVERAL ON THAT LIST. I WILL BE A REAL GOOD BOY, AND STOP DOING OR SAYING ANYTHING TO AROUSE YOUR WRATH. BUT IN HIGH PROBABILITY SIR, THIS BLOG WILL BE OVER AROUND THE HOLIDAYS, ONCE AND FOR ALL. I AM NOT GOING TO KEEP WASTING MY TIME TYPING ONLY TO A FEW PEOPLE WHO READ ME AND LAUGH, AND REFUSE TO PLUG OR PROMOTE ME, BY HAVING ANYONE ELSE THEY KNOW, LEARN OF MY BLOGS.

WHEN YOU NO LONGER HAVE MY BLOGS, YOU WILL BE SHOCKED JUST HOW MUCH YOU'LL MISS THEM, AFTER THEY HAVE BEEN GONE A WEEK, A MONTH, A SEASON. I WILL GET OTHER HOBBIES, and MOVE ON WITH MY HELLISH FUCKING LIFE. Despite super botbar times 4 and super WOMO attack times 4, my dad's roulette system is kicking some great butt all through it.

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.

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OCTOBER 22, 2014,

WEDNESDAY MORNING AT 5:38,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 68 DEGREES FNHT.

HUMIDITY IS 100%, FEELS 67.