Jason Jason and Jason

a di only man mi luv. Him check fi mi all da wile. N a im alone. A so mi kno. You are strictly greatness and I love you so much that I will not hide it from anybody. A u give me vybz. So a u mi seh. Every time n every dea. You are everything I ever asked for. You are great. I love mi mawga man wid r widout rifle. The most loving man I ever met. A u dat baby mi baby..

I love you.

This is what I wrote on Facebook 2016. And my mother has saved it as if it would be important. Mi a translate it to English now: I don't want to be here any more. You are so fucking stupid in your heads. Believing that I want help with anything, or anything materialistic at all? No one and nothing is as stupid as people! Kill yourself now and remove your disgusting bodies from here you discusting hookers. You all has betrayed me and let me down. Who live without monay and food? No one but me! I understand that you all are retarded. So I have to produce a new spiecies, that is normal. Simply speaking. Then my mom commented: Eleonor please, people are not evil, just a few. you have to understand that noone want you anything bad. Quite the opoisite. We want YOU back, a happy n little crazyfunny girl. Nobody wish you anything bad, believe me. So I told her: Who the fuck cares about what anybody wants? I want everybody but me to die now. N if you are so respectful so you write me again. I will take my hammer and beat the shit out of you discusting hooker. They don't understand me and never has. Why you think I've taken drugs since I was a teenager? Yoo don't even get me started. I don't wish to tell the lyrics I wrote about my mom and stepdad,as a teenager because that is personal. I could do it, yeah. Wait. But if I tell it how it is they will lock me up.... He is ugly, disgusting and stupid in his head. He does everything that is wrong but right in his eyes. He has hurt me, like noone else have. His torture of my life, can never be taken back. God please give me answers. Why do I live this life. Why do I have to live here?Emotionless and lost my wits. Murder him, mi a begg you please.So they can't lock me up in jail. Cut, strangle shoot. Do anything so him lose him life (I wrote it in Swedish so it don't rhyme in English) I am not evil. He was the evil one that beat me for everything or anything. Oh my friend stole his bear, so he beat me. I didn't want to pick up the plates from the washing machine, so he beat me. I was out late, so he beat me. I had male yutes in my room, so he beat me. It dis not matter what I did because he beat me. I have lived in fucking hell, believe me. I remember even his older daughter beat me one time and he did not do or say anything. A pussy dem. And the thing I wrote about my mother I forgot so I would have to read what I wrote again. But this is the net so anybody could read what I'm saying. But mi no cyare I am Cinderella, that have turned Sin-d-r-Ella. And they can not take that I actually have a life and is happy without them.

I have written soo much, almost every day of my life. But I never published what I've said. So I would have to read my handwriting. Most things I have writren about youths I loved..

Hahaha. Bad,bad,bad,bad boy. You make me feel so good. Bad,bad,bad,bad boy. I wouldn't change you if I could. Oh I wrote this when I was 16. But it's in Swedish. But translated it is something like; One year in highschool. One year has past. And nothing turned out like I expected it would. It started as kaos, With drugs and liqour. School and homework didn't fit in. Skipping school was fucking comfortable, but the popping of pills and smoking happened too much. Kaos at home, I hated them all. So everybody around me saw my life falling down. So God saved me and made me sick, so I had to leave my wicked ways. I thank God for making me stop, before my first Heroin shot. Hahaha I have written so much man. The time is ten now so I can't bother reading this now. I want water and brush my teeth.

Eey make me tell you how crazy Swedish people be. Yeah I was living in my birth place Uppsala. Then they ran me over with a car and put me on medicine. After that I met a lively and great man. But they had also beaten him down all his life. So they put him on Methadone. That is a drug stronger than Heroin. It's completely syntetic, created by doctors in factories. So he needed my help, but my family thought that I was crazy. (Because I got hit by a car, and got labled as braindamaged) Non of them are selfless like me, so they thought I was completely crazy. When I stayed with the man that beat me. (as if it wasn't them that gave him "medication" and they didn't beat me themself. But that is ok in their eyes, since we are the same family) Over here no person talk to addicts. But I walked with him every day since we met. He was just like me and I will love him forever.

R.I.P baby. Yea I was saying, that they still are trying to controll me. I am forced to eat Lithium every day. They actually take a bloodsample and check my blood. Because if they don't find the right amount of Lithium there, they will lock me up. I am seriouse. They need to have patients to put in a mentalinstitution. That's how they get their salary. I just tell you how it is. But ofcourse they claim that they want to help me. Help me with what? Giving me drugs, so I get to tired to be myself? Locking me up, so I don't find a man to fuck? You have no idea about what you are doing. I am me, myself and I. The same person I always have been. And I believe in God, which I always have. But they confuse everything, so they actually locked me up and said that I thought that I was God. It's like they can not think. God lives in everybody that believe in him. You are too stupid, hateful and egoistic. So you "think" with your brain. That is what you think. You don't understand that the schools and media have brainwashed you.Not to give you correct information, but fool you into believing their shit. They want obedient slaves to work in their little societies. Because if everybody would understand the truth, nobody would suffer. They are selfish, producing things that they can sell. In order for getting an income. Everybody does not want money and everybody do not want to buy things. Just the evil and stupid people. Some of us actually have a life. Some of us see through your shit and praise God aka Jah. It is not my fault that you are stuck mentally and go to the same worthless job every day. It is not my fault that you are fooled, thinking that money can give you hapiness. A healthy and happy life is completely free. Let me tell you that things ONLY give you problems. I could burn up all my money any day, because they don't mean shit to me. Only love and I cant see no love here in these people. So I will use my money and fly a mi yaad, because everything is better in Jamaica. It only need some clean up, but UI'm good at that. Practise make perfect. You are letting your children play videogames, watching tv. Have I told you that you're idiots? KSMT leave me alone. You are no fun and I found that out as a teenager. I am myself and always will be myself, no matter if you put me in a coma or not. I can not die. Believe when I say that. Listen people have tried to kill me all my life, but noone has succeded. Ok I spent 13 months in hospital 2004 n 5, but you couldn't kill me. You don't see that? Love you.