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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 2:32:02 GMT -6
Last I saw Psyloki, she had gotten fired from her special needs job and then lost her apartment, and then moved into her moms cat-filled tralor, stinking of urine.
she told me that it was all so she could go to school and get a real job, but of course, she never did either, as she is a parasite.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 2:36:17 GMT -6
she hates talkiing about that, because it doesn't make her feel good. fuck reality!
she's a borderline. everything she did is borderline. She used to preach bipolar, but she never did tell you about her borderline diagnosis, did she?
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 2:52:33 GMT -6
she's a monster with tits and a vagina. that's a recipe for "fuck reality. I can do whatever".
and she played that card to death. Now she is growing old.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 2:54:20 GMT -6
Enjoy the nursing home where orderlys see your tat and fuck you while you are trying to poop, you idiot.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 2:59:31 GMT -6
everyone gets old. My first job was as an orderly. I cleaned up more corpses than I could stand. People I knew. I was paid five fucking dollars an hour, and had to pay for my white clothes.
What is scary is that most of you are eventually going to even worse nursing homes, with worse employees. Yet people pretend that that they aren't ever going to get old.
Lemme tell you. you go into a nursing home with a tat on your back, with an attitude, yer gonna have a bad time, Psyloki.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 3:06:50 GMT -6
and suicide isn't as easy as the media makes it out to be. theres a huge complication. ...
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 4:21:22 GMT -6
I recently learned that the trick to eating Speagheti is to grab fork full, and then spoon it. cAlm that spegetthi wit de spoon Second attempt at hurting me using some trauma of mine I shared in what I thought was confidence. You have to be absolutely insane to take that personally, bitch. I was talking about the problem of eating Spaghetti, and learned that using a spoon while rolling it up on a fork is how it is done. Okay, bitch? wtf is wrong with you.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 4:22:36 GMT -6
Louey... she's becoming a problem. I don't like problems
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 4:51:19 GMT -6
The nursing home I worked in was for rich folks. I cleaned corpses of millionares.
It was a horrible place. Psyloki, you are going to spend your last days somewhere worse, quivering as some guy rolls you over to change your diapers and laughing at your oh so cool tat.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 4:59:32 GMT -6
The smell of death will permeat you room, wich will have two other in there, laying in bad. one possibly talking to her family non-stop.
The bed will be just soft enough, but not too soft. The blankets will be laid over you just so, and if you mess them up, the nurse will unmess them. you will only be allowed to lay on your back. nobody lays on theirs sides or stomaches. Flat on your back, only.
Night nurses don't take no shit. you will eat breakfast, weather you want to or not. If you refuse, a special assistant will shove it down your throat.
If you fight, you will be taken away to a special ward. You do not want to go to the special ward.
you will be happy. you will conform and obey.
you will not make the employees lives difficult, as they own you.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 5:08:49 GMT -6
I wiped down the corpse of the guy that built the Caddilac empire, and his corpse farted on me. five dollars an hour...
That's just one of the millionare corpes that I rolled over and tended to and cleaned up when they died.
My first job. One day, the pianist was late, so I took over. Not that it mattered. all the residents there were about a breath away from death. I couldn't understand why they clung to life still, as it was so fucking over for them. They just wouldn't give up. but all the nursing aides swooned...
all the wimmins looked at me funny after that.
I eventually had to quit, as I was having working nightmares all night. I was working in my dreams all night, only to wake up and work.
It was horrible. I felt so bad for them, yet at the same time angry that they wouldn't let go. So many of them were very ornery. They were rich guys used to being pampered. well, no time to pamper. I had dozens of other people I had to get up and dressed. Don't even get me started about some of the monster shits. There was a special room with a huge shit smasher....
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 5:33:05 GMT -6
But I was a good boy. I didn't fuck any of them.
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 5:36:47 GMT -6
I kinda wantted to fuck Paula, though. especially after she sat in my lap in the break room. but I was so shy, I thought it was a joke being played on me..
Stupid stupid stupid!
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 5:40:19 GMT -6
Paula and I hung around for a while, but she was so out of my league, I never even tried, and she assumed I was gay or something.
another beauty started getting very freindly, but once again, I felt that she was too pretty to really want a pile of shit like me.
I was so stupid! AGHHHH!
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Post by Raven on Dec 4, 2021 5:46:18 GMT -6
We even talked on the phone for hours, and I felt like I was being set up for some elaborate joke, so got all icy with her.
what a fool I was. She was drop dead gorgeous and nice and all that. but I was taught that I was a pile of shit. and I stuck with it.
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