Slumber no more

Six years of slumber comes to an end. Virgo men do the work with my soul and a karmic cycle comes to an end. One virgo man breaks my heart at the start of the cycle in summer 2019, when I have opened up my heart, house, and soul to him and his kids, and he shattered it all, mercilessly, heartlessly, without the least of manners, ethics, clarity, or any kindness whatsoever, leaving me in limbo, lost and confused for years on end. My last virgo man breaks my heart in the summer of 2025 and messes so very badly with it all; my home, my peace, my heart, my reputation, my soul. He did it so very harshly, aggressively, and inhumanely that there was a spark so big and so loud causing my soul to snap, and I have awakened. I am the master of grief and pain. I have learned through the experiences and the kind of people I put myself in dynamics with a massive amounts of lessons to bring about the exact level of intensity through shock and pain that I need to bring me out of this joke reality of fakery we call life. 

I am sometimes peace, love, and light, and thankful for their hearts and souls for having connected with me on such a deep level, other times I'm fuck you and your demons and your people and your glassy eyes and your icy hearts and your twisted minds and sick spirit! 

Fuck you Ghassan.

Fuck you Ali.

Fuck the demon that controls both you, I've recognized it all too well and played along and was played but snap! I woke up. May you rot in hell with your most evil ways if you persist on your dark endeavours, and may you heed the call of God if you ever dared or managed to listen. 

But that's not my business. 

So long and Adieu! 

I hereby announce myself free from all and any entanglements with any and all virgo men, for life. 

I hereby announce myself free from all and any attractions to narcissists, sociopaths, psychopaths, borderliners, freaks, perverts, weirdos, and all and any kind of heavily possessed people. 

I declare my new era of celibacy and I'm rejoicing in the peace of solitude and the quiet and truthful moments of simply existing, and in the realisation that there was never any kind of love from any side of all of these men that I have encountered throughout this 7 and a half years period since the grounds of my stable life started shaking. All these people ever do is see your own love and giving and mirror that back to you, while plotting on you and how to suck it all up, in the name of friendship, or romance. 

Fuck you too Jade, you're one hell of a sick person and I'm so glad I could finally spot you out and call you out on your bullshit and see you crawl back to where you came from instead of keeping on pretending and planning and manipulation all for your own gain. 

And if none of you people see any of your evil side and all the shitty stuff you've been causing people and entrapping them in, and if the voices in your head keep rooting for you and portraying you and the victim and the saviour, well then, fuck that voice too, and may your will and power to hurt more people, knowingly or unconsciously be revoked, and may you fail at every single plotting game you play against another human being. 

Enough already, and if there needs to be a slumber, may you be the ones who sleep in it, until you wake up to the horror done, and start making amends. 

I'm going to be peace, love, and light again in few days, but for now, this is due!