Feeling Fine, God's "Design" and the Holy Creator "Divine" -- I found Him at the edge of space, yes that's right, me reaching Beyond Him (Tantrickle Straight Onl

I’m free of coincidence consciously, and those 'em needing Needles, I mean, as though a junkie to, to sink to the sachet of Oxy—and the opiate-addiction denial of Dave—I smiled at his Wake—because I prayed for him to survive a couple weeks before..., the that his depressed Heroin denial, once again... that foolish folly of him having had “Molly” pie-eyed and he was getting what baked? Fried??? I prayed for him but not like you would "thing"—yeah he was high on drugs when he drove me, and then drinking 4 16-ounce beers, Dave got my jeers, and I wonder where he is now? Did Cousin David go to Heaven? Or much did, his body saying “bye bye in the box” ?????

Earlier tonight I saw him in “A Mexican Drug Rug” photo, that’s a term for his gang-related pullover that I wanted him to be arrested for driving me after he drank so much beer—I was in fear for my life, and his lesbian sister has a husband/wife (A tranny with boobies on Estrogen) Lots Of Love "LOL" LOTS OF LOVE! 😘

This whole “identify” as a man or woman—I’m sick and tired of what organs “God gifted” everyone with being questioned, smell the genetically-modified air, because I CARE!