BE IN MY CORNER AND COMMUNICATE WITH ME AND DISS ALLY(SON)!

https://jeffreymarquis.com/2019/10/15/1517/

That I ask you all to sit up straight or lay your bossy body down, as my stomach gurgles, with me focusing on girls, who, they like TaLL men and who the men use CASH register pens to write phat checks for hundreds of dollars, to their friends, like when Bitcoins were sold for $3.50 and I got IN soon after, then, when... 2005-2006 I knew Vitalik Buterin who was strangely intrigued when I had “Fatigue” skinny but with a majorly-destrictive Traumatic Brain Injury, my TBI, seeing double double vision vision out of my own eyes (!!!) being needed a re-set that enough REST was crucial to my survival, when I was completely unresponsive (responsibly irritated) for an entire TWO weeks, when I couldn’t open my eyes or swallow mushy food, when, me, fully paralyzed, but I WOULD SURVIVE THOSE TIMES—that month of me, and mine, my own, yours truly, when I would be pooping into a big TUBE in my ASS—and I won’t mention the slippy medications, prescribed and everyone dedicated to preventing my own poor death—to think, I dumped out all of the alcohol in the kitchen sink, sighing and literally crying... when I was in such deep DISTRESS that I needed all to WITNESS my empty dumped-out bottles of ticklish LIQUORS, when my body was heavier and thicker like “husky” to shoot the breeze when I’ve never had a “disease” that, oh please, I was on my knees with my girlfriend, who, she would sometimes cry because I was so rich and wealthy (but unhealthy drinking!) and she was thinking—as a matter of fact—she turned her back and it gave me a panic-attack (I had a prescription to Klonopin 4 x 1mg pills, high dose, I wanted the most!) so fuck her for breaking my heart and she’s gone, like SO LONG—

I can finally be with sipping souls who seek to please a loved boyfriend, me, with ORAL-SEX ***SHE NEVER EVER GAVE ME**** except for 1 TIME ONLY... saying to me, poor me, “THAT WAS GROSS AND I’LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN!”

The near-death of me, and she used her hand one time only, also too saying, to me, ***THAT WAS DISGUSTING AND I DON’T WANT ‘IT’ ON MY HAND!***

But she was pretty, and she said, “DON’T BE SO PETTY!” Yeah she was pretty enough for ME to LIVE WITHOUT, her little mouth with buttery lips, I pressed into her hips, being a bit less than TEN TIMES in 24 hours!

I’m led to believe she had an abortion and/or twin girls named Isabella and Sofia, WITH HER USING MY STOLEN SPERM THEY STOLE FROM ME IN THE I.C.U. !!!!! =X