They did not think that I would suspect them, however, I know exactly who they are and I know exactly where they are located and I know who they are affiliated with.
This is what they started off with:
“I wonder if you have the courage to read this post. You’ll probably delete it immediately, because you want to keep people in the dark about the truths in your life. Latoya, you say you hate liars. Well, here is some truth for you to chew on. There is not one lie here”.
They would be surprised to know that I know far more truth about them than the lies and exaggerations that they have falsely entertained upon me and upon my mother. I am an old soul with exceptional gifts, intelligence, and an excellent memory.
And I am far above any manipulation tactics by enemies in order to attempt to discredit and/or to destroy. The bullshit is over no one that actually counts is listening to their lies the truth is out about all of the years these people have tried to ruin my mother and I. They were able to get Catherine, Tina and Willie because they were garbage just like they were and they killed my grandfather. But I am a fighter, a survivor, a person of substance and I dare a piece a trash to try to take me down there is no way in hell they will ever succeed!
It is something how these sick people think that they know more about another person’s life better than they do when they actually don’t know anything at all. And what they think or believe no one over here actually gives a fuck. Patricia was never a crack-head and she damn sure was never a dope fiend who skin-popped or whatever that junkie shit. Nobody knows my mother better than me and if anyone wants to fuck with mama they are going to have to fuck with me!!!
But I guess that I don’t know what I am actually saying because according to them I am so deranged.
I also bet that they would be very disappointed to know that I had a genuine laugh off of everything that was written.
But of course that would be expected of me because I am so deranged.
Their addresses were a sincere reflection of themselves and absolutely not anything of me. I don’t even understand why they’ve wasted their time. Their sick mentality and extremely low to non-existent levels of intellect exhibited a sincere form of desperation and outcry.
But what do I really know I am just a basket ball who bounces off a wall so I guess that makes me “Off the wall, right?”
Now I come from a highly respectable, upstanding, well to do lineage from Virginia along with those who were and that are the owners of their very own businesses and who do not take any shit off of anyone, especially trash folk, and I am extremely proud of who I am related to and of the beauty and privilege that I extensively come from.
My enemies do not know these people and have never met these people because they do not deal with garbage and they are the types that if you fuck with one of their very own then you have to fuck with all of the rest of them and that is just how I am too.
But of course this is just all in my head because I am so deranged.
So why is all of the focus on Willie Jr, Tina and their father and mother? What do they have to do with me and what the fuck do I care?! I don’t understand why they are criticizing them so harshly when they are just as much trash as they are and are indeed no better!
This basketball head of mine has just hit a slam dunk! And I don’t think that I am so deranged after all but I don’t mind to get crazy!
I don’t think that I’ll ever get crazy enough to be a prostitute/dyke and literally fuck both two of my own brothers and a nigger out in the snow then slit my wrist because another nigger did not want me like a bitch by the initials JAF did. That’s a family on 207st that I would consider crazy.
And what about the mother of the guy that JAF fucked out in the snow and how he ended up dead down in his own basement by a gunshot wound to the head that the detectives as well as rumor had speculated was done by another family member who lived there in the home? And also how the mother who was married use to fuck Najee, the manager of the supermarket around the corner of 207st.
I know a whole lot of shit! Real shit! My enemies don’t know who they are fucking with.
And I got a bit little more, the guy who JAF fucked out in the snows light-skinned brother caught herpes from a woman who lived across the street from where he use to live and then caught HIV from the the bitch that lived directly across the street from me.
I have plenty so don’t get me started!
And instead of worrying about me not having sex and not wanting to be with a man and worried about how nice my mother use to dress with her tap shoes that she should have tapped low-life asses in the face with my enemies all need to be worried about all of the diseases including the AIDS that they are carrying around.
Miss Patricia wasn’t crazy enough to catch what you all got!
And they (my enemies) are scared that is why so many of them are running to God and are trying to be so religious but God can’t help any of them all because they all did their dirt jumping and bumping around with everybody and talking shit and doing evil to other good people and now they have to reap what they have sowed.
So just go and die like dogs.
I hope that they continue to waste away morbidly because they all have something that the doctors can’t cure so of course I understand the need for them to take all of their frustrations out on good people who are clean and healthy and the devil is just waiting for all of their souls to reach down to hell.
I work in the health care field and personally know someone who works for the New York State Department Of Health And Hygiene and she said to me “You’ll be surprised who’s got what”.
I told her that “I already know”. And then I told her that they don’t have any sense and she said to me, “When they are all going down in the ground we’ll still be talking with our sense”.