Blue label, off label, black label

Blue Label, off label, black label

 

The blue men think I wanted to sleep with them

They think everybody wants them

Because I said no

They had to take my sanity and family

They had to portray it as yes not no

It makes me want kill myself

They make so much fun of gang rape victims

That was the biggest fun in the room

 

The shallow women they all date

Warn them the big fat ugly normal women will expect their bed

The glamourous think everyone is amorous

And wanting sex for a higher position

 

I’ve never met more revolting men

I saved myself

For the men at hom

 

They sent a psychopath to try to manufacture consent

To pretend I wanted a celebrities bed

He had to take all sanity

Try to get me to commit suicide for him

 

The gay man was sent to give me enough rope

Did you take my chance for family

Send me to 13 years of beatings

Out of ego so you thought you didn’t have to sleep with me?

 

 

I said I think its stupid to sleep with celebrities

You slept with lower class trogldyte groupies

I just wanted to not be raped every day

I just wanted children like you guys do

You were never another thought to me

The misfortune of knowing you

Has brought me every charity

 

 

Did you have my dogs raped because I wouldn’t sleep with you

Gang rapes and violence doesn’t mean that sleeping with a celebrity is the most important thing in life

You must have a shallow group of friends

There is nothing about I want to know

 

Look at how they all sit there

Wondering if everyone wants to sleep with them

Thinking they are the most important thing in the room

It didn’t how many times he tried to get me to say I wanted to be with a celebrity man

He demanded suicide or saying I wanted celebrity sex

That was the only way to get away with grand larceny and to kill babies

 

I wish we had ever met

The navel gazers

Who make fun of violence

Why did you all pay a psychopath

Then hang with him in Byron Bay

Because he kept saying “F you are amazing we all have to stop you”

That was no children for me and 13 more years of rapes and beating

Congratulations on who you are to me

To try to get me to repeat

What the gay hooker wanted

To sleep with you and not be slept free

 

Reality check

After gang rape

And years of violence

You are not thinking about sex

But why the dog rape?

But why the dog rape?

But why the dog rape?

So he could hang with you in Byron Bay

All sit there looking cool

While I lost everything

13 more years of rapes for me

 

Off label, blue label, black label

The worst men I have ever met

Yes congratulate yourself

The revolting women from your orgy

Don’t laud them over me

No one wanted them or you dog boy

If it still makes you feel sexy tell your therapist

There must be something wrong with you

Sleep with the geeks again

To get them to say what you need

Does it make you feel sexy that people who don’t know you worship you?

You think you hold the geeks over me

My issue is you repeat their egregious statements

The somebodys don’t need to make up the lies your losers friends did

Coming to hang out with them

While I was raped

Just the same as London isn’t it

 

You’ve all got an ego

It would be unsuitable for me to be friends with you

 

I never wanted to sleep with him

Don’t flatter yourselves

I had better men at home

You looked sleazy to me

And geeky with the women you had

Do all the narcissistic women

The shallow ones say I must want you ?

If that’s your world

Then I feel sorry for you

 

When you bed the derided girls from school

No one is jealous

You just appear to be fools

A laughing stock to me

You laugh at me for rape

I don’t think I’ve met a crueller group

 

The was never a bed open for anyone

Because I don’t want to know a single one of you in heaven

Sex brings an eternal tie

No one met my standards of the afterlife

Forced sex is not the same as that

You think you got away with everything

 

What a price to pay

Because they tried to get me to say

I wanted to sleep with a celebrity

That’s a cost of no children for me

 

Off label, blue label, black label

If I need to play the discarded woman

Did you need to have me raped for 13 years

To ensure you escaped the horror of a bed

That wasn’t open to you anyway

With a woman fat to avoid rape

Yes he kept talking about my childhood molestation

What a cherry on top for you

 

Why send a gay hooker

To try to get a woman to say she wanted with men who abused her?

Was that the fun to humiliate the gang rape victim

You sleep with the ostracised to make me jealous

You just look pathetic

You are the guys who wont have the pleasure of knowing me in heaven

You can be all the pathetic things you are there

 

Because you wanted to portray me as wanting you

You paid a man to try to get me to say it for 3 years

He took everything even my dogs innocence

Forever for me its blue label, black label, off label.

Don’t think of your penis again at the table.

 

This is abusive

You’ve all engaged in abuse

If all you women are narcissists

It’s got sweet little to do with me

It’s got sweet little to do with me

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