Justine’s friends called her “Tini” because she’s small and fitting me so perfectly Vital to my Vitamins and NO CAFFEINE PILLS! NO PANIC!

Off the cusp, my favorite friend EVER named “Elon Musk” online and on the phone for a lengthy call, he didn’t want to grow so Tall as I suggested he get into protein-peptides like IGF-1 LR3 that makes brains have more cells and healthier ones, crumpled $1’s and in a homeless man’s pockets, passers by making a mockery of the crack-head druggie, that I abstain from drugs, save for CBD and eating shrimp, lugnuts, a peanut butter treat to eat the smooshed peanuts, Attila the Hut of Pizza’s brought to your Pasta table at all angles of prizmed prized prizes so I give you suprises, gift for Dad, gift for Mom, and Aunt Donna’s gift of if she wants Westie socks to feel good about her Bizmark and taking walks I had to do the assignments in Creative Writing with Dr. Walker- he likes how I had to walk with a Walker and a low-hanging swinger picked pepper stuffed with yo Baby Mamma’s baggage of a haggard age, 40+ being healthy and looking so much younger enlivened with the injected Fragment 177-191 from Hollywood!

With my gifting the greedy and inbred girls of the world, and at a Tallahassee sneak and peek, every night of the week, them gifts of the world to be my smooches panty partner but to only Barter, and at a bar we pour salt on her, amplitudes of nasty ‘Tudes and bare chested nudes, the topless picks with 2 round “nips” of vodka, I’ll call ya- so say to me when-  then say Holla! and a ring around the collar

For this is murder on a page, and murder in text, signed on a check with my enlarged pec’s, bereft of saggy baggage with really bad hags and Coach purses, the lips of our kisses to my Miss’es- now digging Trenches along the Eastern philosophy… to READ MORE OF ME!

Handled Sean Pence with 5 digits in his number of frisky, fellated fingers, on each hand, one more so as not to be banned- a la The Ku Klux Klan of a LAN on desert sand still sifting while the Japanese 240SX goes “Drifting” with wheels spinning on pavement- their evident marks of rotten rubbers with a cattled car-lot of .pdf Hummers, all summer long, while singing a song that makes you HAPPY HAPPY and a fun-time, for a full-time job, of a long time of the weepy willows on their Essex sports sex for a pallet that’s “Cleft” and imperfect while I decide not to Jerk It — it’s just not worth it, to then come upside limp, The hoodie hookers ass Pimp, with salted shrimp sauce on one’s imperfect lip…

Sip the Goose to let loose, in barroom hauls of falling into the walls, on this the Esplanade of a Ford Excursion, this my delusion of Palisades causing HIV — in a hive of bee’s on their knees, to buzz buzz falling the baby is crawling craving the milk of a chocolate cow or Formula, your Mommy feeding ya!

Tit for tat on the swollen wrist, while making a fist, to put in motion, with the creation of a critter’s folly with Joe Partlow and his “Molly” pills making me so darned ILL, meh my written Will, the text will send you shrills, of ills and of odd’s to be one up-against a push-up’s chest bare on a sunny sunshine day of swimming on the Slip and Slide, this as we glide through the glowing circles, to be a black like Urkel, says Mr. Costanza while handing you- the remote to the TV comes the Transvestite wearing a cummerbund Polo vest, it is simply the best of all the rest-ing to do at night so long in the black mystery of impractical vision, just hindered, as I salad Hitler, not a winner- and so evil with hatred for the valuable Jews, chewing their muchies’ food, to be so rude, burping up phlegm-  the Islams, I’d rather be with them… UAE and Israeli staying-power at this hour, slinking salty sinking, with the right-blinker Blinking, with Abe Lincoln-  pointing up with his cup of mead and a tray of baked pumpkin seeds, while watching that HBO tv-show “Weeds” and Blu-ray “Mr. Deeds” paying no heed to the Queen takes rook, Dad’s fish takes the hook, with Frosted Flakes for Dander as I MEANDER along the Trolley path of metal tracks, I have no panic- attacks (!!!)

I have some scars from what happened with my www.wrxtbi.com site I run, from the events on November for a second in 2004 when I blanked being and eyes-closed not seeing straight- DRIVE FASTER! they all screamed into the phone, and I moaned in pain to the refrain of the pain of my injuries that others have caused to me, and my brain now thinking through easy letters, one at a time, and into words, when I am not absurd, although sexually abused by a teacher with his drug of choice, I was unsure of it at first, my unit was about to burst, inflated, while being fellated in his Mom’s home when we were alone!

I have an official “Alias” as “Jeffry” because of them misspelling my name that my parents forced me to sign so many papers and checks with the misspelling of “Jeffrey” my name and “Jeffry” my alias with Jeff M. too, to dance in a Tu-Tu on Tutankhamen’s Tomb, and being birthed from my Mom’s womanly Womb!

Seems the day of when I wrote my while I signed so many documents of investing in successful Stocks, my Dad has, it’s hidden from me, but I’m happy

Horses in a coarse carriage, shaved legs, Lance’s, to beat cancer-  his heart ticking precise perfection, BDO was his answer, just kidding- bdo was extinguished by the fancifully dainty Referee in the Tiger wood’s jungle or an immense forest, sporting owls, a cackle wolf’s hassle, harnessing the Dame of the bunch, I don’t use the Punching Bag here downstairs at “Averte” where maybe tonight I will write the most beautiful spectacle of displacing an engine’s rev’s while silently sifting arising and drifting the Metaverse I’m in- to rehearse the simple solitude that I keep to myself most days, and nights, not drinking for Cinco De Mayo, maybe and quite possibly, feeling the vigor of pressing a button on the hose on a house, and in the front lawn, I yawned, to peruse the Black Panther of my Amazon.com investment with Dan doing it with his authority — 3% he wants instead of the 0.3% package, wearing a Cross necklace in the mirror with my many, many Facebook Images, so many albums, hopefully Mannie saw, is she still married?

Is Danita available?

Dan, call Danita, I remember and feeling the lovingness of PROFITS in my TD Banks, across the nation, spatial specialness of swooning a provocative woman in her red and tight… little colored dress

That this time I’ll be nice and give Dan more money for the investing he cleared, he was a dear, so I invested in John Deere in 2013 or 2014

If there is a super-conscious God, where did He come from?

To tell the tale without Spanish ale, a sandy pail with a full-spectrum shovel to shovel -it

To tell the tale without German “Bier”  seagulls on the piers at 1 o clock a head of a shock waving at the midget I would see at a bar where I used to be, swilling Jagger’s hard knocks at the all-knowing all-Holy God isolated for me to be, reaching into space ahead-  The Cosmos for most and among those providing Therapy, I need and without a MMJ seed, to see, to saw, once, a frumpy fuss, on a Washington D.C. Bus of greyhounds Sherlock snooping but quietly, to let the furniture of the future, Be.  I PLEDGE allegiance to the United States flag, with a rag, to wipe the Pledge clean of greases and sebum coming around while a wild ride takes Pride in all four corners, puzzle with a freak muzzled, named Ed, but instead a totaled car, MY WRX, a 2004 fast-paced trip to space!

God of all power at this hour please give me the gift of God’s MMJ back in the hey-day of doping dope at home, in Charlton, MA maybe buying a house, setting mice traps, as I invested in Wrapped Bitcoin for profits!

Sell at the tat of the top, go hip hop, go Dogecoin, go Doge, with the TV show “Doug” a cartoon on Nick! while a pin pricks, bum-town hicks and their burps, a pitcher lurches, so sour at the nighttime hour, so sour, this is my hour to enliven a chance to change my age-  Anti-Aging in previous years, a baby with tears, to wake the Mother up pushing a paddle in a watery soup of Baker Pond liquid television on MTV, the cartoons, The Tokens I put my money into-  do you want to see…

The signed and printed papers of the Staples makers making their paycheck each or every other week, graphic calculators of math are for “geeks” all year and 52 weeks, to pique the picking of keyboard keys, I do it with ease so please read me (!!!) PRETTY PLEASE?

With a cold-storage wallet, the status of my investments, I don’t know but maybe Dad keeps them in the basement or storage with my luxry desk and couch, found in Charlton, MA where I want to be, with a girl who envelops God’s universe — I was taller than Justine 2009-2013

Crumpled papers like Toast to most who negate the saucy swill, at a bar, and eating Sausage surrounded the room with it needing a broom or shovel, a drunk man hovers, in the air, with his hair, because he cares, for a soothing stir of an olive oil branch, to Bugles the Bugler tobacco they buy me at “Averte” when Ember looks so pretty, not having a relationship with her, and she’s a Mom so I’ll wish for Justine, hopefully soon to be seen, by me so ever, so ever, so ever, forever joyous-ly!

Monfrere infusement to indeed seek heed and hair instead, Head, HD this on TV for you to see, if you can Spell the See it’s a 75% grade to be, a “C” you a “C” like on CCTV

Abilify didn’t intense my Abilities POST-TBI

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I have great profits in Stocks and “Crypto-Currencies” from when I put in a lot of money in 2013 or 2014 with my “Cuz” Dan Besse in CT!

Seems the day of when I wrote my while I signed so many documents of investing in successful Stocks, my Dad has, it’s hidden from me, but I’m happy

Horses in a coarse carriage, shaved legs, Lance’s, to beat cancer-  his heart ticking precise perfection, BDO was his answer, just kidding- bdo was extinguished by the fancifully dainty Referee in the Tiger wood’s jungle or an immense forest, sporting owls, a cackle wolf’s hassle, harnessing the Dame of the bunch, I don’t use the Punching Bag here downstairs at “Averte” where maybe tonight I will write the most beautiful spectacle of displacing an engine’s rev’s while silently sifting arising and drifting the Metaverse I’m in- to rehearse the simple solitude that I keep to myself most days, and nights, not drinking for Cinco De Mayo, maybe and quite possibly, feeling the vigor of pressing a button on the hose on a house, and in the front lawn, I yawned, to peruse the Black Panther of my Amazon.com investment with Dan doing it with his authority — 3% he wants instead of the 0.3% package, wearing a Cross necklace in the mirror with my many, many Facebook Images, so many albums, hopefully Mannie saw, is she still married?

Is Danita available?

Dan, call Danita, I remember and feeling the lovingness of PROFITS in my TD Banks, across the nation, spatial specialness of swooning a provocative woman in her red and tight… little colored dress

That this time I’ll be nice and give Dan more money for the investing he cleared, he was a dear, so I invested in John Deere in 2013 or 2014

If there is a super-conscious God, where did He come from?

To tell the tale without Spanish ale, a sandy pail with a full-spectrum shovel to shovel -it

To tell the tale without German “Bier”  seagulls on the piers at 1 o clock a head of a shock waving at the midget I would see at a bar where I used to be, swilling Jagger’s hard knocks at the all-knowing all-Holy God isolated for me to be, reaching into space ahead-  The Cosmos for most and among those providing Therapy, I need and without a MMJ seed, to see, to saw, once, a frumpy fuss, on a Washington D.C. Bus of greyhounds Sherlock snooping but quietly, to let the furniture of the future, Be.  I PLEDGE allegiance to the United States flag, with a rag, to wipe the Pledge clean of greases and sebum coming around while a wild ride takes Pride in all four corners, puzzle with a freak muzzled, named Ed, but instead a totaled car, MY WRX, a 2004 fast-paced trip to space!

God of all power at this hour please give me the gift of God’s MMJ back in the hey-day of doping dope at home, in Charlton, MA maybe buying a house, setting mice traps, as I invested in Wrapped Bitcoin for profits!

Sell at the tat of the top, go hip hop, go Dogecoin, go Doge, with the TV show “Doug” a cartoon on Nick! while a pin pricks, bum-town hicks and their burps, a pitcher lurches, so sour at the nighttime hour, so sour, this is my hour to enliven a chance to change my age-  Anti-Aging in previous years, a baby with tears, to wake the Mother up pushing a paddle in a watery soup of Baker Pond liquid television on MTV, the cartoons, The Tokens I put my money into-  do you want to see…

The signed and printed papers of the Staples makers making their paycheck each or every other week, graphic calculators of math are for “geeks” all year and 52 weeks, to pique the picking of keyboard keys, I do it with ease so please read me (!!!) PRETTY PLEASE?

With a cold-storage wallet, the status of my investments, I don’t know but maybe Dad keeps them in the basement or storage with my luxry desk and couch, found in Charlton, MA where I want to be, with a girl who envelops God’s universe — I was taller than Justine 2009-2013

Crumpled papers like Toast to most who negate the saucy swill, at a bar, and eating Sausage surrounded the room with it needing a broom or shovel, a drunk man hovers, in the air, with his hair, because he cares, for a soothing stir of an olive oil branch, to Bugles the Bugler tobacco they buy me at “Averte” when Ember looks so pretty, not having a relationship with her, and she’s a Mom so I’ll wish for Justine, hopefully soon to be seen, by me so ever, so ever, so ever, forever joyous-ly!

Monfrere infusement to indeed seek heed and hair instead, Head, HD this on TV for you to see, if you can Spell the See it’s a 75% grade to be, a “C” you a “C” like on CCTV

Abilify didn’t intense my Abilities POST-TBI

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I had an albino Leopard Gecko like the Gordon Gecko of Wall St. I invested in so many Bitcoins and Tesla and John Deere stocks, Amazon, GameStop, Match dot com and my profits continue on…

Seaside take a wild ride in stride in the States of MY NATION, sea-side  a Plantation, and of Blacks garnering a MLB MLK skim milk to garnish the olives for a turkey-day feast, her V dripping yeast of filth and waste to never lucky lickey Uncle Mickey brandishing a given-hickey upside the left-side in-stride seat of a heating pad to absorb the “Heat” of our bodies 98.6 in a Cinema Creation on-screen being SEEN by capturing satellites in space, pulling an “Ace” to bear with amounts of ample prayer over there, by the coffee table (with no coffee because they only serve Decaf here)  the Elon Musk book and new Bitcoin Magazine  atop the top of the able table to carry my where’s with Ernie Weiner and Betty obscene of her, and of me to grab the booty with 2 full fists, hands spread wide and to the left, to the right, we can dance in space with Allah all night,  and long.  With no thong on… as that was taken out by a random Trout trapped with a Lobster in a wooden care-package from more of my “Home” having visited, my Trust Fund is mine, as long as I’m not drinking wine or any-time or at any point “buzzed” from booze I choose to GO SOBER 2016!  But this 3 years it took me to garner the attention of “Dana Gardner” my best friend, he said and with 1 arm around my shoulders, left and right — butts are tight-  the smallest deep crevice with Crest toothpaste the misses get around to crow and mow the lawn, it takes a long, long amount of tinkling trinkling Tinkerbell on Justine’s “Dreamy” PJ’s that she had on the top to keep her warm, bees buzz in a greasy breezy kitchen at McDonalds THAT JUSTINE’S BROTHER JOE WORKED AT MCDONALDS FOR HIS FIRST JOB AND HIS PARENTS WERE PROUD OF HIM LIKE I WAS SO HAPPY and with the tall, built, exercising, lifting weights and wearing muscle shirts-  that he went to the gym with maximal effort and knowing buddies at the gym, to go for a run or down the street and not at the gym because who would drive to a gymnasium and go for a walk on the streets outside ??? I mist knowing Canadian Mist in a plastic 1.5L jug of whip cream with me, and here where I looked up to where I wanted to go, pointing with my damaged but “special” left arm and wrist, that I’ve never done anything with my fist but 1 night in 2001/2002 in the winter down the street from QCC, my Saint John’s butt-buddy A TEACHER AT A CATHOLIC SCHOOL, maybe having converted to save his job, the lengthy conversation as I had him hob my knowing of twisting Trish’es dish in the sink when the awful teacher Mr. Deedy and what he did to me, IT STINKS!  Then washing my hands and not bleeding, I never saw his seeding of insemination when if he had a cat to pet I would have just played with the kitty on his couch, but he has other plans when he said “Sans Pants” to my internal-confusion — and please keep in mind that my Miming to him, what did this meth of yours do to my senses?  You wouldn’t believe how intense it was, like going to NETA dispensary when my MMJ card was valid like me and I’m not too old or in any way an “Invalid” because I’m able to walk and jog, but not working a job (except for my writing prodding the audience of mine to see that I am a FINE WRITER of autobiography Creative Non-fiction to the motion of the ocean, that I wanted to increase my powers as much as possible, but I stopped reading my copy of The Qur’an that I got not all the way through, and if I can keep going with this Text’s presence and “Fitness” the presence Christmas morning to when I believed in Santa Claus and I never caught my parents, planting my gifts of THC/CBD chocolate in the 2014-2019 span of my medical-plan and discounted from the peaceful elegant store, I drove there with my Mom who had a “Caregiver” card so she could come in with me and make sure I didn’t have wax or shatter or any bud too strong, our car-rides took long… but the when of now makes me think of the CHOCOLATE MILK COW! How does the hair color get dyed in the topical hairdresser’s Paste to copy a piece of Broccoli pasta one misaligned speech, when I can’t set aside my REACH-ING beyond God, I truly did it!  I am not a fraud!  The Fed, Dan said, Dan kept talking about the Fed and I fed my dog IAMS at the end with its higher princes Princess PRICES WHERE MY LIFE IS VOTING FOR 0.69 cents playing the Celtics NBA with Sally Maye finances that I had a Michelob ULTRA at Chili’s in 2014 while on a low-carb diet, taking of tops off the trees to worship working hardbodies doing dips and setups on the TV dial like the soap, it is very hydrating and good for moisture in the Epidermis Ephedra now sold as Brook-aid at CVS with they have a large assortment, like every quick-busy store to be implored, put more on the floor and dance with 2 feet — I got now new shoes to day with Mom and Dad who are NOT MAD while having had a nice sweet day with me… I wanted to see them. . . to a weeping willow wiping away tears in a trash bag by GLAD I have the power of having being accepted by God and Jesus Christ, He didn’t have any kids, put a LID over the glad bag of white people plastics / polymers for sale at my great Dad’s huge business for Gillette and HAARTZ ❤ ❤ that’s me and Justine! Clean the strains in your complexities a special Brain, stories at night with no bedbugs bed bites  at night  all night long playing that “song” on my MacBook Pro’s Rev. Bill McGinnis reading “The Lord’s Prayer” I had 13,000+ plays of it and I would listen to it looping every night or nearly every night as I bought CDs, paying dollars for my in-car jam rides of walking tall with a bit of a sly-de… Stallone in Delaware without a Care a button, I put it on… but only sometimes, I would do it as a surprise if I collected Where’s ALDO’s “Krystal Fancy” ??? She was a waitress too young for me when I saw her to see the dishes of SALAD DELIVERED to my table, she was working her first job and I wasn’t hitting on her, and I told Dianne L. I liked her a lot but played it cool, minding my own business, and I liked her thin-ness I’d wear body-spray and use over a dozen “Garnier ‘Revitalizing’ Serum” but nothing by Olay, I haven’t gotten a zit for a long time, on my face, blanketed screw-side car ride with a popped tire… Must’ve been a nail, ceramics frail, demanded fail, this Fall I will have Allah’ them ‘all!  Kit the cut it loose on the dusty road with a black vehicle, Trust me, David Hasselhoff never “got me off” that craving for enough and enough when Pamelya published pummeled on The Chunnel TV channel 360 friends on Facebook, that’s Fox News with new things every hour, rewinding the spitted sour sauce, give some to Pamela Anderson in tight jeans, be one of my Queens in a city when the drumming for change money-maker  money taker of Donations to drum on a plastic bucket when the boss says, “fuck it” unfortunately for the Ember decree of 62 degrees in Lee jeans, like (LE) Oh “Life Extension” magazine I received for a while, my many Bitcoins-  I want to eat a Sirloin!  Amazed beings of countries’ continued continuity in my Disabled “Community” here at “Averte” in the hey-day of May and my Mom cleaned my sink, her Mother’s Day card-  it was wall-to-wall PINK! With Dr. Candido the “Main Shrink, a Ph. D. And some awards on his wall with the Minister now deceased and Blessed by Rev. Anne Skinner I befriended in 2005 when I came home from TBI hospital and ICU extro-extronaire- extremely difficult surving a TBI to me- oh my and why did they want me drinking, after 4 bottles POURED DOWN THE SINK — my EFFORTS TO GET SOBER BEFORE MY CRASH, then ICU diaper dirty with the almost always Black, and a panic-attack of a bad person ripping out my stomach-tube I made my mom show me a magazine with boobs, a la Bitty breasted swimsuits of made-models smiling with shimmering teeth, so hot on the beach, my Disabled hand, I clutched her breast, not quite equidistant matching L-and-R perfection, not needing Trojan MAGNUM “protection” under a doctor’s decision to approve me of a girlfriend until the end of my low’s and not yet getting HIGH my MMJ card, but not quite for a while ending my cannabis consumption in 2019 or 2020 with Miley, see ?????   And will I be, on the top straddled by a busty broad, but feeling bored, I have a bed-sore on my back, my sleeping so much is the opposite of a panic-attack as I sleep so “Dreamy” her PJ’s bed-suit swim-suit wearing a suit and tie, taking a limo, then I got a limo for my Birthday!  I thank Hans in France “French Dressing” on seaside Salads in Cape Cod, praying to God, save me! and my HTML files to store in piles on a pitiful Dell computer with windows and not the true hue of my baby blue, Mac’s not susceptible to attack, aside from draining bandwidth through satellite dish, 1 alone, with the signal to hone, to “home” here at “Averte” when I would listen to “Sway and Tech – The Anthem” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XIoXLQUbvs) feat. Eminem, RZA, X-hibit, etc. for you to see, the link I sent ya, et cetera exhibits of public pussy to be seen with Marilyn Monroe inspired piercings on upper lips in bright red shining light of a tube of LIPSTICK, when driving a stock stuck stick-shift with a shitty shirt and a girl in a mini-skirt, seeking to Flirt, a la the Boyz of hoodies sweaters pull the string and I sing, you suckers, the eyesight seaside plum of the bum of the Plumber TONIGHT! to undress a brassiere of brass- and metals surrounding the Nation, gold in Alaska, and diamonds in the Peruvian Mines, my Bitcoin miners with NO MINORS! as I don’t want to have kids with my eventual wife, my one wife for life, my wife for a life of sleeping in one bed, not a Bunk and “I am a hunk.” The toilet seat stunk with trash in the waist-paper barrel along the end of my kitchen counters, I’m the one to Mount, my wifey, so c’mere I’m here in my strange small head, I should have made my thighs bigger and better with Insulin pins and water to soak the protein-peptides for Anti-Aging (and AA…)  Soggy sods bring me my money NOT ANY “GREEN” NO MMJ I DON’T NEED WEED! while drinking water at bat, the baseball game, and after a couple’s baby-batter all spattered on rear’s buns of I’m now you’re #1 hun as I’ve got you reeding, and I’m not breeding, bereft of sex here at “Averte” where I don’t need to be, with any Lady as my righty-tight does it at the highest height of most nights, feeling no fright from friends, I want to go home to the bare end of Lincoin my Bitcoins so many, Lincoln Point Road at the piquing of interest to buy a house in Charlton in Mass. I want to show you some saucy sassy salty girlies’ ass with much “Sass” and “Seed to Breed” needed kneaded bread in bed with the clean sheets so cozy and John “Cozzy” of my President my Dad the Company President with more than enough $$,$$$,$$$ I LOVE MY PARENTS who they pay the $20,000 per month RENT a boat at the beach to paddle-row on your tippy-toes where the Emeralds grows up hefty as in the old hag’s clutch bag, clutched tight in a Manual Transmission Car Driven to extents of extended distance, this after a FILL-UP of Philip Morris selling sweet chocolates perforated around the edges, to clip the Hedge’s with Jenner’s Hedge Fund profiting, when stocks are up and Wall St. is for them all bodies businessmen in swaying wool fabrics sport coat and Full Suite, but in a hotel and away from the screens when Bruce Springstein’s “IT” was needed to be seen on a screen and but not that thick thick-ness BOOK by Mr. Donald King, the Stephen in me sings, writing like a Rock-Star AUTHOR I adore, me myself and away from everyone else, the messed up people here, I don’t think there are any Queer’s here, when I dislike minorities of population in this my USA NATION, like the homo gays, but aired girls’ pubic hair, I don’t care, but I don’t like a full President Bush, his W. the DUBYA with D’s on your needs to plant oak tree seeds to spawn a forest, for the rest of the, Naysayers, I am a Taxpayer to my wonderful government winning the advancement of the judiciary placement of difficult High School and QCC classes, I never met a student at QCC for a lady-relationship, I wanted with only 1 girl at my school, I would listen to Tool with a teenage girl on the phone, I called her at her home, I have known, I don’t associate with any Teens now, and How — would I like to meet and greet a girl next-door to The Sole Proprietor I remember wanting an Apartment near the best restaurant EVER, showing no restraint at the fave-restaurant when Laurie I had my eyes glued, to haunt the women on the dancefloor, on occasion, this USA nation of God’s “Creation” that’s still going on and Eons away with Elon Musk I just bought an Elon Musk Book about the great world’s richest man, I had a plan to ELONgate my legs and buy my mom Musk perfume… and that’s how I found Elon Musk in 2005 chatting often and him surprised at the Facebook posts when I talked to him for the most of an hour, our convo was never icky and sour, the power of an hour or so when I intrigued E.M. with my TBI and double double vision vision right eye, to squint, swishing an O.J. “Screwdriver” of the County Clerk at a police-record store for the wife-beater who left his heater and his beaten-wife SO SORE! I want no more bed-sore on my back, to lay in bed pondering valued thoughts of timing knots at sea so seaside with each stride of my legs one lifted with a “Shoe Lift” I have clipped my bangers and MASH on television about the army with no girls and only mostly Vet’s watching a tale of the old days Marching on the 20th to turn 40 years old, a piece of bread at peace with no crusty crusted brushed with Crest instead, with the bread, old and moldy, my stocks haven’t sold so 2023 I’m getting to be the holder of two boulders Mount Vesuvius with Willam Blasius on the banter of our telephone chatter, when, Bill, our conversations mean a lot and I’m willing to put up Collateral (what does that mean?) on the extension of hair-plugs for puppies and Pugs, with no bugs, and no Tick of a watch-cloth battery to once again: chatter over the waves, this “Chatter” among the oil-rich lands, where the deserts of sand go in my hands with a protein-cookie, I be where the good food be… Seaside with wide hips, chattering teeth under lips, up top when the ones are on your face, and to KISS108 with Miley and Gaga the discs I picked, to be lifted in spirit when I hear you!  And I hate to “break the bank” but I’m worth millions of dollars now and in the past, my Associate’s Degree I PASSED! Now holding a candle to the handle “alwayschillen” to pick up a rake and eat a Sirloin steak, when I won’t take a break but to jerk it, where the word “Twerk” had went, to not be uttered like the Days of Yore with NYC and Dana who be my best friend, hopefully staying with him, again, my best friend!  Not to mention Elon I have a new book about him, and I pray to HIM! A la the Hymn songs blaring out the enlarged heart of mine, so big, from what I did, in 2005 and 2006 with protein-peptides replaced, sometimes, by someone of another race, I figure, a N-word to pick up the Zest, but DON’T DROP THE SOAP! Quaker Oats and OSX Notes of so many quotes…

I invested in so much Tesla, and many other stocks in 2013 or 2014! I thank Dan and My Leopard Gecko!

J – A – M – are keys to a car so far, so long, girls with Thong string is in… for a loss of a cranial cavities BUTT-FLOSS!

I thought of this beforehand, and my wherewithal had it planned…

With my gifting the greedy and inbred girls of the world, and at a Tallahassee sneak and peek, every night of the week, them gifts of the world to be my smooches panty partner but to only Barter, and at a bar we pour salt on her, amplitudes of nasty ‘Tudes and bare chested nudes, the topless picks with 2 round “nips” of vodka, I’ll call ya- so say to me when-  then say Holla! and a ring around the collar

For this is murder on a page, and murder in text, signed on a check with my enlarged pec’s, bereft of saggy baggage with really bad hags and Coach purses, the lips of our kisses to my Miss’es- now digging Trenches along the Eastern philosophy… to READ MORE OF ME!

Handled Sean Pence with 5 digits in his number of frisky, fellated fingers, on each hand, one more so as not to be banned- a la The Ku Klux Klan of a LAN on desert sand still sifting while the Japanese 240SX goes “Drifting” with wheels spinning on pavement- their evident marks of rotten rubbers with a cattled car-lot of .pdf Hummers, all summer long, while singing a song that makes you HAPPY HAPPY and a fun-time, for a full-time job, of a long time of the weepy willows on their Essex sports sex for a pallet that’s “Cleft” and imperfect while I decide not to Jerk It — it’s just not worth it, to then come upside limp, The hoodie hookers ass Pimp, with salted shrimp sauce on one’s imperfect lip…

Sip the Goose to let loose, in barroom hauls of falling into the walls, on this the Esplanade of a Ford Excursion, this my delusion of Palisades causing HIV — in a hive of bee’s on their knees, to buzz buzz falling the baby is crawling craving the milk of a chocolate cow or Formula, your Mommy feeding ya!

Tit for tat on the swollen wrist, while making a fist, to put in motion, with the creation of a critter’s folly with Joe Partlow and his “Molly” pills making me so darned ILL, meh my written Will, the text will send you shrills, of ills and of odd’s to be one up-against a push-up’s chest bare on a sunny sunshine day of swimming on the Slip and Slide, this as we glide through the glowing circles, to be a black like Urkel, says Mr. Costanza while handing you- the remote to the TV comes the Transvestite wearing a cummerbund Polo vest, it is simply the best of all the rest-ing to do at night so long in the black mystery of impractical vision, just hindered, as I salad Hitler, not a winner- and so evil with hatred for the valuable Jews, chewing their muchies’ food, to be so rude, burping up phlegm-  the Islams, I’d rather be with them… UAE and Israeli staying-power at this hour, slinking salty sinking, with the right-blinker Blinking, with Abe Lincoln-  pointing up with his cup of mead and a tray of baked pumpkin seeds, while watching that HBO tv-show “Weeds” and Blu-ray “Mr. Deeds” paying no heed to the Queen takes rook, Dad’s fish takes the hook, with Frosted Flakes for Dander as I MEANDER along the Trolley path of metal tracks, I have no panic- attacks (!!!)

These the smells of snails and snakes, my ENLARGENED HEART, it aches for a Queen of course named my Justine- far on in age conventual being older than 18+!

No playing swooshy-wooshy with the great people, FOR I AM A great self, with Josie Maran on the big cover with what I want to know, who Photoshopped Manny/Mannie, but stitching my sticky britches with a needle and QUOTE with I wrote 10,000+ pages REALLY the first 100-200 pages were in size=8 font and then I used 18+ fonts, 20’s and thirties with Miley Cyrus mentions for 23-size Font, all my prose and poetry A- WSU that so I daintily invested in Eli Whitney WSJ and Trump, all in my greatest .doc from Word I bought online, and my writing was  indeed, So, So FINE, it was mine, and Jessica and Carina were too — for 23 days away from home — I really doing to want to go to a mental hospital with w-ide floors, not small —  is space when I peddled with Lance, the crazy-pants, Relaxing, bereft of a panic-attack to savor the saliva dripping down with CBD drops on my tongue, but I’m not a swishy one, to savor the flavor, OH OH ONE, the time is fine to sleep until I wake, but not ever getting baked, like the bums of my ones dollar-bills with Mr. Blasius in contact, our Contract, through my Dad’s BIDNESS with zest from Finesse on counters and in the showers of who but me, to see, the vim of vibrant vivacity, found a la Suburban Subaru’s when I see you, and Casper says “Boo!”

So jeers and Cheers to the bleach-blond along movie-goer fan fanatics of onscreen Monster-al Monstrosities of Invested Money, benefitting the most Rev. Anne Skinner who I read her books and she is a Blessing, thank you Anne Skinner of Hannah House, the Reverend, Amen, American great woman writer a devout Christian non-sinner, believing in The Savior Jesus Christ Almighty, it’s him — I don’t believe Jesus Christ is really “God” like The Almighty GOD is the King of His universe, bringing new life and bland from Driving Ferrari’s — Ferrari signed a lawsuit banning Bieber, from driving Ferrari’s, this after he crashed DRUNKEN JUSTIN BEIGE BEING phpBB http://www.alwayschillen.com/beauty.htm phpBB my longstanding with the  Aligned Almighty — sober 2016, not a single sip of alcohol in TWO FULL YEARS, NOT A SIP with a mouse in the house of tiny spots of spaces under the Fridge, in my apartment, with no Traps, I serve my Deltoids and Trapezius muscle of immensity to imagined on-stage bodybuilders flexing their Pecs… my John Deere stocks, I talk, too, to Brooke in the cafeteria, but with camera’s under inspection, my presence is noted with strides left-and-right, her, here, with a tight Vag with a Louis Vuitton bag, on the Rag, of milking oil to soil the flowers with NYC’s old Twin Towers, the mighty powers, being at the helm, to overwhelm, and the baddest Biker in the Gang-bang of many men and one young girl, new to the world, her world, with men all around the girl makes a hurling sound, the men are wound! Like a toy to a boy- a topless dancer with the WSU Lancers of my old-school kicks on them feet, this a real Feat, to be combersome when stroking ones hair, with care- not to mess the strands, from Facebook I’m present- and presenting the facts, to Dan, Amazon and Tesla stocks-  my Dad  he talks, thinking himself as a GREAT FATHER, I want his love to be more, as him I adore, and my Mom DEBORAH MARQUIS BE HER FRIEND ON FACEBOOK- renamed as “Meta” I thank Dan for getting me in early, with absurdly scheming schemantics with a Morey hike down the road, that I remember Elijah here in charge, mostly overnight like Ron, the day is not long— AS I’M soundly sleeping with a snoring sound, down, I’ m not a Downer at a Dorm with a Down’s Syndrome individual, so inept, incapable of most at Moe’s Grill flossing “Grillz” on one’s teeth, God I met, holding steady in awe, when Him I saw, reaching Beyond Him into where only Stars exist, Allah my present, leaving me Tense when the sun blew up, which was not my fault, I’m not a cop, I am DISABLED AND HANDICAPPED (!!!)

I didn’t want to put “JMRQ, Inc.” as an Alias because Dan told me, Identities and Businesses shouldn’t be mixed — I have 2 Aliases “Jeffry Marquis” and “Jeff M.” as result of Dan’s advice to sign my checks, he has all of the information, like the many new laptops, tablets, cellphones, calling cards, some USB keychains, pens, a fingerprint scanner, a signature scanner, etc. etc. for Investing in Bitcoin, Tesla, Amazon, etc. etc. in 2013 or 2014 and he won’t respond to me!

Nonchalant demeanor I’ve seen her, here, the new girl who calls me “Jeffrey” and I like how she’s nice to me when I see her with her Nonchalant demeanor, getting in-between the sheets, wealthily eating meats from the food-shopping complex known as “Hannafords” down the street, like I hope to meet a Minister of “Hannah House” ball point pen

Signing checks for men on Wall Street and having monitored the prices of Precious prescription and presumptuous-  these Precious Metals with my heavy gold chain and my heart blessing the life of Mickey who gave me the 18K big chain of Gold that I put a lot of my money into buying ounces of metals and hoping they continue to rise in worth

Touch a bicep muscle and strut my stuff, me not quite buff, and instead thin and healthy with my Tesla, Facebook, Bitcoins, Amazon, John Deere, my Dad has my stocks, that maybe he’s gotten rid of them or I’m going to get my Investments when he dies, much later in life, my Dad has a wife, she feels no strife, not addicted to anything and a great bicyclist like Lance — I wear a LIVESTRONG bracelet on each wrist along with a BLESSED white one to accentuate the yellow, and Lance beat cancer so he is my exercise hero and the reason why I take a lot of vitamins, me the former GNC Assistant Manager until 2004 when I crashed and became so injured, recovering from a “moderate/severe” TBI and I miss my Justine Aragona!

I don’t think I’ll invite the new girl here named Marie in my apartment — just saying hello to one another in the “kitchen” I think she likes me!

All in All I’m not very tall, that I wish getting Sober in 2016 made me grow bigger with big, big energy I slept silently delightfully after staying up all night last night, loud noises downstairs cause me to rightfully disappreciate the staff who get into my Apartment while I’m asleep that I was scared of the employees getting in upstairs where I have my food and Sirius radio, with 2 laptops I use, the staff peruses my files on this hacked, tapped internet-connection here at “Averte” where I stay reasonably happy and enthused about those who peruse my words, and with a wide vocabulary shining bright, to drive a Tesla Roadster would be my delight, SOBER 2016, using CBD and but NO THC!

Derek Langlois inherited a fortune, and because I told him about Bitcoin, Tesla, Amazon, John Deere, and the pre-Covid 2005 article I read about viruses being developed in China in 2005 in the T&G Newspaper in Charlton, MA I told my Minister that I felt there would be an upcoming Plague, like I thought SARS would become airborne and so I BOUGHT 250 N95 MASKS IN 2004!

BELIEVE IT OR NOT BUT PRE-COVID I EMAILED THE CHINESE GOVERNMENT TO NAME IT WITH “VID” BECAUSE I DOWNLOADED A LOT OF “VIDEOS” AND I DEMANDED IT BE AN 18+ NUMBER!

My parents threw away my 2004 N95 Masks and nothing happened

Years ago, I bought 250 N95 Masks for a second time when Covid had only about 20 people infected and I gave most of them to Rev. Jim Chase, who, I told him I was afraid of China and AZN’s with their Turbo sportscars and Derek’s car friends with loud exhausts that bothered the neighbors in his 410 HP Lancer EVO VIII with AWD and $15,000 in engine upgrades, now driving a new Porsche and he is married with kids, I told him to profit with Tesla, that I set aside a bunch of money for when I can finally live near my Marquis Parents, I made them the AIM name and my brother got mad that he was being spied on by my parents who checked his profile and statuses a few times a day, he was mad at me and he’s in Cambridge, MA doing his art on www.scrollingmarquis.com

Since 2001/2002 I believed encrypted money would be SO POPULAR and I couldn’t wait to get involved… Profiting!

Bruce Fenton, please contact me, we’ve had conversations on the telephone in 2005/2006, I hope you become Senator with your $5,000,000 of Bitcoins, I’m in Vermont and you should not have a long beard because it’s way too big and you have to make a professional appearance to become New Hampshire Senator, me nearby in Vermont

I made a lot of people very wealthy with my Bitcoin, Tesla, Amazon beliefs, but I was forced to cancel my Bank in France I’m a proud “Marquis” Jeffrey Marquis www.jeffreymarquis.com http://alwayschillen.blogspot.com My Dad controls my TD Banks that started with $10,000 thanks to Dan who knew I had profited with experience in the Stock Market, and I send money to Hannah House Rev. Anne Skinner I hope to meet her this summer with my parents and brother overlooking the Niagara Falls pretty place in NY, not Canada, I’m not in Canada, it’s the people who are corrupt and change the DirectTV internet connection to appear as I’m located in Canada, separate from my 3 dot-com’s are all in this great country of America, that I have donated to many causes for America’s great people and Military as well as Tesla and Dogecoin, because of my friend online and on the phone in 2005/2006 before he became famous!

My Dad made me cancel my Bank in France and my Dad controls my successful stocks that I picked the ones I knew would rise significantly in 2021 because I think you should be 21+ to drink and none of this Fraternity kegger people throwing up into the bushes by the Beirut table in the back yard, I know but never having belonged to a Fraternity in school but I mastered authorship with my dot-com’s and blogs that I pay about $500 a year to own websites, with this schweety-schweet MacBook Pro with a piece of tape over my camera, having left it on the last Mass I went to thanks to my friend who has a Traumatic Brain Injury too and, before I came to “Averte” in Vermont

hi Bruce Fenton For Senator in the state nearby, so I hope you win Bruce, and remember it was MY IDEA to get in with Bitcoin because I saw single Bitcoin item on your shelf and I told you to invest in Bitcoin in 2005 or 2006 and you’re using $5,000,000 from your profits, but me in Vermont I’m unable to vote for you but I want to chat because friendly you looked me up on Google and what’s your age? I can give you some of my Uniswap because you want to swap positions with the outgoing Senator in NH, I hope you win, and you’re welcome for my researching Bitcoin when I saw the Bitcoin thing and knew I’d get rich with my knowing Elon Musk when he was much younger and SpaceX wasn’t out yet, or he wasn’t spending time on it, and I told him I’d put money into him because I wanted to ELONgate my legs to be taller and buy my Mom “MUSK perfume” because she is so sweet, but my Dad is mad because I stayed up until 5 AM I was up all night writing for my dot-com’s like www.jeffreymarquis.com

Dan Besse told me “Real Estate is big right now and I buy/sell it I could make you $1000+ tonight and I said NO LETS INVEST IN BITCOIN, like my TEN OR WAY MORE BITCOIN WALLETS and so much money in TD Bank I added Bank Clash in 2006 or so because my parents wouldn’t keep my Match dot-com and GameStop stocks I started investing my money into the Stock Market in 2005 and my stocks went up but my Dad wouldn’t hold onto them!

Elon Musk has a family and I trust my Dad who once gave me a Trust Fund I used so much stored money because my Cousin Daniel of once Pacilio Wealth Management and then Merril-Lynch with his brand new cars that are luxury and very quick, he’s friends with people in his town like Chris Roback the police officer, and when Google saw how much Bitcoin, Tesla, GameStop, Match dot-com, John Deere, Stellar, XRP, Cardano, Bitcoin Cash ((( I used my cellphone numbers to make my investments personal like I wanted Bitcoin Cash to reach $4311 but it reached $597 at peak, I wanted a USD-backed crypto-currency and my cellphone 596 was what I think I set it to sell for, if Dan doesn’t think it will reach $4311 ))) the town shut off the power at the end of the night when we were mostly done with my investments in cash and Dan knows the secret info on my Trust Fund so we used a lot of the money my great nice and trust worth loving Dad! ❤

I’m holding onto my many Bitcoins until they’re worth ideally $250,000 each, but how long will it take to rise that much? I said maybe sell my vast amount of Bitcoins at $100,000 each, although I used “Nintendo64” and “Nintendo 64” in my secret, pages long, “Bitchain” like a password to transfer my money from TD Banks, that my parents moved me 3 hours away without my 2013 Subaru Legacy (!!!) I told Dan Besse to sell my Bitcoins at $64,000+ but it ended at the number 789 that I remember Elle789 was Michelle Kozlov, now married to Justin Gewandter who had a dorm back in the day, 2000/2001, and I fell in love with my 2001 Nissan Sentra SE w/ Performance Package it a 5 speed and brand new, I told Dan to put down $50,000 for a “Tesla Roadster” “Reservation” and I can’t wait to get money from my Trust Fund to invest more, I had an account with investing.com and I owned coindesk.com for a night when I had links to my blogs and long posts on their dot-com, Dan and I partied with profits I promised him would come in 2021 and in further time, FUTURE TIME, I’ll be rip-roarin’ with a Tesla, of Elon Musk my friend in 2005/2006 on the phone and I had him talk to my Dad my Dad didn’t like how I befriended business-owners and millionaires with researching things of a financial nature I was practicing and I’d been to a new Church recently where they gave me a Bible and I had a Cross necklace on that I wanted to always wear a Cross but not get any tattoo’s I have scars ICU

Elon Musk wants to switch Twitter to P2P encryption, I read Elon Musk’s Twitter posts for a couple days and found that there were much better and longer writing about him and his #1 goal that people say he does everything in business with the ultimate quest to Mars and my relationship with Elon Musk was months-long 2005/2006

Elon Musk sent me an old photo of him when he was in college in 2005/2006

He always asked about my brain injury and he didn’t care that I had a WRX Turbo with Z-rated rim rubber on all 4 wheels, Dan made money when I gave him my huge, huge collection of 1990’s Troll Dolls for his kids who I’m happy to hear that neither of them have ailments and I offered to pay for Dan’s wellbeing and that of his wife and his children, but I have kept over 50% of my investment profits in my own name, plus “Jeffry Marquis” and “Jeff M” we added aliases to my name and there’s no record of there having been me in Vermont at “Averte” for the past 3 years without my car, without any beer, without any cigarettes (except once) and no girlfriend like I want to marry my fellow TBI Survivor Justine Aragona 2009-2013 we are both so injured, and she has 1000+ friends on here, not being in contact with her since a lot of years ago 😕

I love Justine Aragona and I hope my great profits my Dad controls and he’s mad at me for being so wise and into money, picking NFT’s based on the icon, that we wanted the icons to be of high-quality and larger, higher quality icons, and Dan got on the phone so I picked the Tokens I thought had great names www.coinmarketcap.com was so useful that night when I knew John Deere would do good because there’s a lot of construction, and I added $30 worth of Facebook’s “Gift” icons that I posted a bunch on Deborah Marquis my Mom, her profile on here, I invested in “Meta” months before it was official, I’m a great investor of “crypto-currencies” I have 5 Bitcoin shirts! I subscribe to Bitcoin Magazine they stopped giving me here where the staff is all jealous because I told Elise I’d buy her a “Lotus Elise” and talking to Josh O’Coin brother of Bethany (www.alwayschillen.com/bethany.htm) who let me drive his new Lotus Elise and it reminded me of my WRX but slower lol

I hope my Cousin the Stockbroker Daniel M. Besse put in $50,000 on a Tesla Roadster that if Dan kept my so-many (Hi Mannie, hi Danita, I called you both that night, I knew your Mom and Brother… her Mom thanked me and I told her good things about my “Recovery” and PT, OT, and Speech, I write speeches and I want to gaze upon the glorious “Elegance” (www.alwayschillen.com/elegance.htm) of Alexandria Occasio-Cortez she is so perfect with her speech and looks, I like seeing her videos, that maybe I had contact with her in the early days of Facebook now “Meta” — I added the many very high-up people who were rich and owning mansions, and if I really have as much in my Stocks and many “crypto-currencies” ownerships of the money I’m going to buy Dan a new Honda Civic Type-R for $40,000 with 300 horsepower, and I agreed to helping him pay for his children going to college, he was good to me for investing so much in these stocks and Bitcoins and Dogecoin, etc. etc.

Dogecoins have “wow” on the coin and I remember I had a photo album of puppies and Ripley and Aunt Donna’s Westie I’ve bought my Aunt many gifts, maybe splitting my Dogecoins and Shiba Inu coins that FUNNY STORY: I Googled “Elon Musk dog” and he has a Shiba Inu and we put a lot of my money into Shiba Inu when it was many years before Shiba Inu reached a great profit, that I hope Dan sold it at the high of its 80,000% increase or something like that, that was months ago and I read today that stocks are down like the S&P my Tesla stocks were at over $1000 recently and I told Dan my Marquis-Family relative who has done so well, going to the gym so much, being so intelligent with “Candle Stick Trading” we stayed up all night long until it was light out… but then again, the power went out in the neighborhood on his street because I was spending so much money, although a police officer Dan went to Fairfield University we were talking to throughout the night, Chris Roback, Dan’s age his friend with the police department, maybe switching my record around that for some reason I have 2 “Aliases” Jeffry Marquis and Jeff M. I signed so many pieces of paper that night when DAN PUT A VIDEOCAMERA TAPING US INVESTING! Audio recordings, fingerprints, digital signature devices, CBD and Drum tobacco out of a new pipe that Dan’s assistant drove all around buying us necessary supplies for investing so much money! maybe it was a good thing that the power went out, maybe I have hundreds of Bitcoin “Wallets” and several TD Banks with $10,000 in each one, Dan shared his millions of dollars with me, and Bitcoin didn’t go up that night, but I was telling Dan 2018 and 2021 there would be a rise in worth, then selling some of them in 2023 — I’ve always known “crypto-currencies” would be HUGE — 2018 and 2021+ I plan on first selling some of them in 2023 when I used “23” by Miley Cyrus in my “Bitchain” and I own $500 of BitTorrent because I don’t download albums or videos of women that’s pirated, because I have Satellite Radio and listen to Bitcoin, etc. Tesla, Elon Musk, Elissa Victoria, YouTube (I have stocks in YouTube) and watching only the news on TV — for about 6 months now I’ve only had my big TV on CNN and Fox News, and then their websites… I also have dot-com “domains” like I had chillen.com and advancedchillen.com and igf-1.club because IGF-1 LR3 helped repair my brain in 2005 and 2006 and grow taller for until they shrunk my legs lol

I believe I have a lot of money in TD Bank, I’m not sure how much in dollars, but I invested in Tesla, Facebook, Amazon, GameStop, Match dot com, and so much money invested in Bitcoins galore! that didn’t quite reach $69,000 but they reached $64,400 one day after peaking at $68,789,XXX.XX not quite $69k so I don’t have a girlfriend, I predicted, and they’re going to sell some or a lot in 2023 because of Miley Cyrus’ song “23” I’m including my Dad with the profits! no more bank of France, Dad made me cancel it because it was not in my country America!

After Daniel M. Besse my stockbroker cousin told me I could put my money anywhere in the world, I chose to keep it in the Bank of France, maybe in Paris, because I’m French through my Dad’s GREAT-WAYNE his ancestry and Rest In Peace Grammy and Mickey in Heaven ❤ God Himself The Father of His universe, I used my Special and Disabled side of my body to reach through God’s real “Illusion” like a hologram at the edge of space, I wanted Justine to take me to God so we prayed for about 45 minutes before it began, with my left “Special” “Disabled” “Handicapped” hand clutching Justine’s breast, her left breast, I’d hold with my Disabled hand and bringing her intimate pleasure I really want to marry her and not have any offspring, able to live flexible lives with my Tesla, Amazon and John Deere stocks, maybe as well as GameStop, match dot-com, universal pictures, etc. etc. stocks I chose with such wisdom, knowing they would be worth so much in 2021 that I’m selling them in 2023 I signed papers to hold onto them until then and Dan has the brand new laptops, cellphones, calling cards, audio and video recordings of us investing at his home while his wife was gone, and because I have no interest in being around young people — I will never give a girl my “seed” that Justine was on a pill I could inseminate her on the night we took a stretch limosuine out to dinner and being so dressed up, with our parents taking photos of us, our parents there when I was ready to sleep with her in a King size bed overnight, with her parents to thank! The Pellegrini’s who were very helpful to our injuries and getting me to stop drinking alcohol but only 3 years after we broke up due to Justine pleasuring another TBI Survivor named Tony who was unable to have an orgasm with her mouth, so she never made him ejaculte his sperm and so, I don’t think she really “cheated” on me, and her parents were breaking us up because I would drink beer every single night as a way for me to feel better at home each night when I needed a light “buzz” to compliment my writing for my 3 dot-com websites like I update my www.jeffreymarquis.com I would encourage you to visit after definitely reading my www.wrxtbi.com that I owned wrxtbL.com because I was protecting myself in previous years, like I haven’t had sex with a girl, lady, or woman in years, since Alx Neas and I were allowed to sleep together in a mental hospital we were in together for many months, like I wrote a 38.5 MB document with over 10,000 pageass I wrote so much text 100-200 pages single-space with size=8 Arial font, with a bought online copy of Microsoft Word I downloaded that was all deleted, but I rewrote it to amount to 20 pages in an Adobe .pdf document you can read here https://alwayschillen.files.wordpress.com/…/feed-me…, I invested in Microsoft and Apple, because I have an Associate’s Degree in “Computer Science” from QCC that was so easy I should have applied to Worcester State University when I came home from Northeastern University in 2001 due to many panic attacks, before I began writing, this after my many injuries to my brain and left hip in 7 pieces in 2004 on Henshaw Street in Leicester, MA when others caused my crash, after I announced I had a bad Drinking Alcohol Problem in 2004 at the end of the year, late in the year, and I’ve been to mental hospitals 5 times because of my parents and moved to a new state without my car but I’m not upset because I have things good here at “Averte” the rehabilitation “home” while I consider Charlton, MA to be my real “Home” with my parents who hide the massive amounts of my real profits in 2013 or 2014 and Daniel Besse won’t return my emails, that I have asked 3 people who know his number to aware me of his phone I could call him at, but they refuse to tell me his number, and my GMail is badly hacked because I signed papers after the ICU when my right arm worked again, and my parents are my “Health Proxy” so they control me completely!

I believe they lied to me with a fake newspaper article with the obituary of Rev. James Chase a while ago, but I’m not sure if I’m right about him still being alive and I never saw his dead body, I think he’s alive and well — I don’t think he really had cancer and I don’t blame him for what happened with my www.wrxtbi.com events — someone voted in my own name in Charlton, MA in 2004 on the day I broke my Sobriety because I was under such great “pressure” my parents didn’t help me get Sober when I dumped out all of the alcohol in the house, leaving 4 empty bottles dumped out by me when I tried really hard from September 23rd to November 2nd (when I crashed…), but I am a TBI Brain Injury Survivor as of November 2, 2004 when. I had my www.wrxtbi.com events that unfolded before my eyes, when a large group of family, friends, co-workers, and my enemies were at the Leicester Police Station urging me to kill myself if I hadn’t done anything wrong, but to the dismay of these evil enemies of mine, I don’t forgive them. I am a Brain Injury Survivor who has survived after my life was on the line in the ICU at UMass under Dr. Sheldon Benjamin who has put me in mental hospitals 5 times for a long time or a brief time, I’ve been unable to leave mental hospitals for about 2 years!

I want to stay free and living here at a Rehabilitation “home” without my Subaru Legacy that’s old, I hope to buy a “Tesla Roadster” and not testing the 250+ top speed and not going on the highway with my new car because I depend on the staff here to drive me to my doctor’s appointments for Ph. D. “Therapy” where I have explained to my Dr. Candido that I feel great about my life and I’m only going forward at peak, like I predicted the top worth of Cardano and Bitcoin Cash, that maybe I’m mistaken about Cardano’s worth but it was close to a dime of predicted worth at one point, and I plan on buying Dan a Honda or Ferrari with what is present in my Cardano stock, I thank Dan Besse for investing my money into what I wanted to rise, and it did, but I promised my Dad 49% of my Bicoins WHEN I CHOOSE TO SELL THEM!!!!! 😃

I am making many donations to Christian Churches and I have only about $500 in my Bank of America, that I get Disability payments through and my parents haven’t given me the massive amounts of money I had in my Trust Fund

I believe I’m able to sell without any problems in 2023 because of the Miley Cyrus song “23” when I had purchased her “Bangerz” disc when I’d heard her song “Wrecking Ball” on KISS108FM for the first time that Miley Cyrus has so many tattoo’s and piercings I choose to keep my body free of piercings and tattoo’s THE THREE SCARS I HAVE FROM MY CAR CRASH TELL A BETTER STORY THAN ANY TATTOO’S WOULD “The difference between scars and tattoo’s is that SCARS TELL BETTER STORIES! 😃

I have told the truth to the Judge in my DUI court-case in Leicester, MA when I shook the officer’s hand on my survival and great progress in the ICU and Fairlawn Rehabilitation Hospital, then working at my Dad’s $$,$$$,$$$ plastics/polymers business when I got clearance to work a few hours a day at my Dad’s ECM Plastics, Inc. he sold to A. Schulman an International Company that didn’t make enough money in Worcester Love Worcester, MA to keep their operation running on 53 Millbrook St. where my Dad started the company with 3 male partners and only John Coz is alive now but won’t talk to me on LinkedIn and my Dad probably doesn’t want me conversing with him although he got me into the English language and majoring in “English with A Concentration In Writing” I am a writer and I read very little; I write more than I read, and I haven’t finished The Qur’an I’m 3/5 through me not reading it for some weeks or months now, Allah delivered me to God thanks to my great love for Justine Aragona and not drinking that night when I had Tantric sex with her from before midnight until sunrise, I accelerated the whole time in a straight line that I predicted where I would be with God when I had a whole total body orgasm, that didn’t happen with Mrs. Alx Neas on our last night in the mental hospital with her when my Mom brought a Trojan MAGNUM for me to use with her, a “Dominatrix” now she’s in France and I can’t reach her anymore on here, on Facebook, I knew a Developer in 2005/2006- he was my friend on the phone sometimes, and my Dad said he got me special privileges on here, on Facebook; I have an “I’m Addicted To FACEBOOK” their logo present I ordered in 2005 or 2006 and I would wear it to a restaurant near me in on Chandler St. in Worcester, MA that was officially published in the school’s newpaper The Student Voice because I’m a great writer with 3 dot-com’s and 2 free blogs online, if you want to check me out, that my parents are holding my book of BoA checks at my home in Charlton, MA where I hope to buy a Tesla and a luxury house near my parents and Justine Aragona who now has over 1000 “Friends” on here, on now “Meta” that I learned about a month before it was announced Facebook is changing its name, a while ago, I love AOC because she’s pretty and educated being so incredibly beautiful too, like Ember here is incredibly beautiful and I like her a lot, but there’s no replacing Justine Aragona as my most successful and favorite girlfriend ever with what I’m hopefully going to marry her now that I’ve gotten SOBER in 2016!

Justine was eighteen and a half years old when we started dating and falling in a deep love together, but I began drinking 3 Michelob Ultra’s at home each night and I was addicted to alcohol I quit drinking in 2016; I hope Justine doesn’t drink and she would contact me from her “Tini Ara” account on here, on Facebook where I have shared my great and TaLenTed WRITING with my viewers on bulletin-boards phpBB “The Poetic Voice” I would get 70+ visitors over any weekeend and I have screenshots of the changes in viewers, rising to a peak of 50+ visitors in 24 hours!

I have the lifelong goal of completing a full novel written by me about damage and recovery from serious injuries, also with my journals of so many documents online like my online connection thinks I’m in Canada (!!!) because the internet, my laptop, and all of Google is badly hacked by my enemies, keeping me here at “Averte” I hope to sell my many Bitcoins, many crypto-currencies, and stocks in 2023 because of Miley Cyrus and Michael Jordan #23 Bulls from Chicago where Larissa Grivalds is from, and she is so pretty and concerned with how I was doing in the ICU and Fairlawn Rehablilitation Hospital in 2004 and 2005 and I can’t wait for 2023 because I have Miley Cyrus’ song “23” in my Bitcoin(s) Bitchain, that I have 1 Bitcoin or near 1000 Bitcoins, I went nuts buying Bitcoins in 2013 or 2004 one night when I was closest with Dan Besse in CT, and if anyone has communication with him, tell him I’m planning on selling some of my Bitcoins, many “crypto-currencies” and some of my valuable Stocks I paid in cash and my Dad gave me money from his $$,$$$,$$$ that I have no viruses or diseases, and I’m totally clean!

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After Daniel Michael Besse my stockbroker and Saint John’s Oakham cousin told me I could put my money anywhere in the world, in 2013 or 2014, I chose to keep it in TD Bank and Bank of France, maybe in Paris, because I’m French through my Dad’s GREAT-WAYNE his ancestry and Rest In Peace Grammy and Mickey in Heaven ❤ God Himself The Father of His universe, I used my Special and Disabled side of my body to reach through God’s real “Illusion” like a hologram at the edge of space, I wanted Justine to take me to God so we prayed for about 45 minutes before it began, with my left “Special” “Disabled” “Handicapped” hand clutching Justine’s breast, her left breast, I’d hold with my Disabled hand and bringing her intimate pleasure I really want to marry her and not have any offspring, able to live flexible lives with my Tesla, Amazon and John Deere stocks, maybe as well as GameStop, match dot-com, universal pictures, etc. etc. stocks I chose with such wisdom, knowing they would be worth so much in 2021 that I’m selling them in 2023 I signed papers to hold onto them until then and Dan has the brand new laptops, cellphones, calling cards, audio and video recordings of us investing at his home while his wife was gone, and because I have no interest in being around young people — I will never give a girl my “seed” that Justine was on a pill I could inseminate her on the night we took a stretch limosuine out to dinner and being so dressed up, with our parents taking photos of us, our parents there when I was ready to sleep with her in a King size bed overnight, with her parents to thank! The Pellegrini’s who were very helpful to our injuries and getting me to stop drinking alcohol but only 3 years after we broke up due to Justine pleasuring another TBI Survivor named Tony who was unable to have an orgasm with her mouth, so she never made him ejaculte his sperm and so, I don’t think she really “cheated” on me, and her parents were breaking us up because I would drink beer every single night as a way for me to feel better at home each night when I needed a light “buzz” to compliment my writing for my 3 dot-com websites like I update my www.jeffreymarquis.com I would encourage you to visit after definitely reading my www.wrxtbi.com that I owned wrxtbL.com because I was protecting myself in previous years, like I haven’t had sex with a girl, lady, or woman in years, since Alx Neas and I were allowed to sleep together in a mental hospital we were in together for many months, like I wrote a 38.5 MB document with over 10,000 pageass I wrote so much text 100-200 pages single-space with size=8 Arial font, with a bought online copy of Microsoft Word I downloaded that was all deleted, but I rewrote it to amount to 20 pages in an Adobe .pdf document you can read here https://alwayschillen.files.wordpress.com/…/feed-me…, I invested in Microsoft and Apple, because I have an Associate’s Degree in “Computer Science” from QCC that was so easy I should have applied to Worcester State University when I came home from Northeastern University in 2001 due to many panic attacks, before I began writing, this after my many injuries to my brain and left hip in 7 pieces in 2004 on Henshaw Street in Leicester, MA when others caused my crash, after I announced I had a bad Drinking Alcohol Problem in 2004 at the end of the year, late in the year, and I’ve been to mental hospitals 5 times because of my parents and moved to a new state without my car but I’m not upset because I have things good here at “Averte” the rehabilitation “home” while I consider Charlton, MA to be my real “Home” with my parents who hide the massive amounts of my real profits in 2013 or 2014 and Daniel Besse won’t return my emails, that I have asked 3 people who know his number to aware me of his phone I could call him at, but they refuse to tell me his number, and my GMail is badly hacked because I signed papers after the ICU when my right arm worked again, and my parents are my “Health Proxy” so they control me completely!

I believe they lied to me with a fake newspaper article with the obituary of Rev. James Chase a while ago, but I’m not sure if I’m right about him still being alive and I never saw his dead body, I think he’s alive and well — I don’t think he really had cancer and I don’t blame him for what happened with my www.wrxtbi.com events — someone voted in my own name in Charlton, MA in 2004 on the day I broke my Sobriety because I was under such great “pressure” my parents didn’t help me get Sober when I dumped out all of the alcohol in the house, leaving 4 empty bottles dumped out by me when I tried really hard from September 23rd to November 2nd (when I crashed…), but I am a TBI Brain Injury Survivor as of November 2, 2004 when. I had my www.wrxtbi.com events that unfolded before my eyes, when a large group of family, friends, co-workers, and my enemies were at the Leicester Police Station urging me to kill myself if I hadn’t done anything wrong, but to the dismay of these evil enemies of mine, I don’t forgive them. I am a Brain Injury Survivor who has survived after my life was on the line in the ICU at UMass under Dr. Sheldon Benjamin who has put me in mental hospitals 5 times for a long time or a brief time, I’ve been unable to leave mental hospitals for about 2 years!

I want to stay free and living here at a Rehabilitation “home” without my Subaru Legacy that’s old, I hope to buy a “Tesla Roadster” and not testing the 250+ top speed and not going on the highway with my new car because I depend on the staff here to drive me to my doctor’s appointments for Ph. D. “Therapy” where I have explained to my Dr. Candido that I feel great about my life and I’m only going forward at peak, like I predicted the top worth of Cardano and Bitcoin Cash, that maybe I’m mistaken about Cardano’s worth but it was close to a dime of predicted worth at one point, and I plan on buying Dan a Honda or Ferrari with what is present in my Cardano stock, I thank Dan Besse for investing my money into what I wanted to rise, and it did, but I promised my Dad 49% of my Bicoins WHEN I CHOOSE TO SELL THEM!!!!! 😃

I am making many donations to Christian Churches and I have only about $500 in my Bank of America, that I get Disability payments through and my parents haven’t given me the massive amounts of money I had in my Trust Fund

I believe I’m able to sell without any problems in 2023 because of the Miley Cyrus song “23” when I had purchased her “Bangerz” disc when I’d heard her song “Wrecking Ball” on KISS108FM for the first time that Miley Cyrus has so many tattoo’s and piercings I choose to keep my body free of piercings and tattoo’s THE THREE SCARS I HAVE FROM MY CAR CRASH TELL A BETTER STORY THAN ANY TATTOO’S WOULD “The difference between scars and tattoo’s is that SCARS TELL BETTER STORIES! 😃

I have told the truth to the Judge in my DUI court-case in Leicester, MA when I shook the officer’s hand on my survival and great progress in the ICU and Fairlawn Rehabilitation Hospital, then working at my Dad’s $$,$$$,$$$ plastics/polymers business when I got clearance to work a few hours a day at my Dad’s ECM Plastics, Inc. he sold to A. Schulman an International Company that didn’t make enough money in Worcester Love Worcester, MA to keep their operation running on 53 Millbrook St. where my Dad started the company with 3 male partners and only John Coz is alive now but won’t talk to me on LinkedIn and my Dad probably doesn’t want me conversing with him although he got me into the English language and majoring in “English with A Concentration In Writing” I am a writer and I read very little; I write more than I read, and I haven’t finished The Qur’an I’m 3/5 through me not reading it for some weeks or months now, Allah delivered me to God thanks to my great love for Justine Aragona and not drinking that night when I had Tantric sex with her from before midnight until sunrise, I accelerated the whole time in a straight line that I predicted where I would be with God when I had a whole total body orgasm, that didn’t happen with Mrs. Alx Neas on our last night in the mental hospital with her when my Mom brought a Trojan MAGNUM for me to use with her, a “Dominatrix” now she’s in France and I can’t reach her anymore on here, on Facebook, I knew a Developer in 2005/2006- he was my friend on the phone sometimes, and my Dad said he got me special privileges on here, on Facebook; I have an “I’m Addicted To FACEBOOK” their logo present I ordered in 2005 or 2006 and I would wear it to a restaurant near me in on Chandler St. in Worcester, MA that was officially published in the school’s newpaper The Student Voice because I’m a great writer with 3 dot-com’s and 2 free blogs online, if you want to check me out, that my parents are holding my book of BoA checks at my home in Charlton, MA where I hope to buy a Tesla and a luxury house near my parents and Justine Aragona who now has over 1000 “Friends” on here, on now “Meta” that I learned about a month before it was announced Facebook is changing its name, a while ago, I love AOC because she’s pretty and educated being so incredibly beautiful too, like Ember here is incredibly beautiful and I like her a lot, but there’s no replacing Justine Aragona as my most successful and favorite girlfriend ever with what I’m hopefully going to marry her now that I’ve gotten SOBER in 2016!

Justine was eighteen and a half years old when we started dating and falling in a deep love together, but I began drinking 3 Michelob Ultra’s at home each night and I was addicted to alcohol I quit drinking in 2016; I hope Justine doesn’t drink and she would contact me from her “Tini Ara” account on here, on Facebook where I have shared my great and TaLenTed WRITING with my viewers on bulletin-boards phpBB “The Poetic Voice” I would get 70+ visitors over any weekeend and I have screenshots of the changes in viewers, rising to a peak of 50+ visitors in 24 hours!

I have the lifelong goal of completing a full novel written by me about damage and recovery from serious injuries, also with my journals of so many documents online like my online connection thinks I’m in Canada (!!!) because the internet, my laptop, and all of Google is badly hacked by my enemies, keeping me here at “Averte” I hope to sell my many Bitcoins, many crypto-currencies, and stocks in 2023 because of Miley Cyrus and Michael Jordan #23 Bulls from Chicago where Larissa Grivalds is from, and she is so pretty and concerned with how I was doing in the ICU and Fairlawn Rehablilitation Hospital in 2004 and 2005 and I can’t wait for 2023 because I have Miley Cyrus’ song “23” in my Bitcoin(s) Bitchain, that I have 1 Bitcoin or near 1000 Bitcoins, I went nuts buying Bitcoins in 2013 or 2004 one night when I was closest with Dan Besse in CT, and if anyone has communication with him, tell him I’m planning on selling some of my Bitcoins, many “crypto-currencies” and some of my valuable Stocks I paid in cash and my Dad gave me money from his $$,$$$,$$$ that I have no viruses or diseases, and I’m totally clean! 😃