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I am feeling distracted tonight. 

What do you do if you know you need to finish your work, but all these other thoughts keep racing through your mind. What have the trolls been up to? What have they said or done this time? They are not my responsibility so why should I care what they say or do? They have this medieval aura to them which keeps pulling me in, like a slow, magnetic, enchanting woodland fragrance. I am under their spell of wizardry and dark magic. They want something from me? You are not a prince charming. You are a frog-faced-toad. 

Bitch! Then I remind myself they do not care about me, so I go back to my work.  

Welcome to the real world! Where people work for a living! And have deadlines! 

Me thinks I need to focus on some things only after I finish handing in my manuscript. Going to the gym. Read books that have been shoved in boxes and forgotten about. Catch up on TV shows… Me thinks some of my *ambience* music playlists will change soon.. *ambience music* which is supposed to soothe me… Does the opposite. I need to relax!! 

Nighttime Routine: 

Tea✅ 

Dinner✅ 

Sherpa slippers on✅    

Mood lighting✅   

Lava lamps on ✅ 

Music off for total meditation✅   

Relaxation ambience + mood storms on TV✅ 

Incense✅ 

Sitting in camping chair (comfortable)✅   

Working on my book✅ 

Do not disturb sign on door✅ 

Stress detector: 

Social media apps closed ❌ 

I am feeling distracted tonight. 

Trolls +1 Demonia –0 

I swear… If another person talks about politics tonight on social media, I will explode like a hari krishna playing leapfrog at an empty 1970’s airport, eating a birthday cake for a retarded homie. 

🤬🥸🥵🫠🫠🫠🤢🤮 

Trolls: “No one wants advice from a yous’d up hoe! I’ll tell on Yous!! GeT Me mum!!” “He’s got mold on his member!! He’s gonna get yous!!” “Bollocks Yobos! ME MUM WILL GET YOUS!”  Shut the fuck up, no one was talking to you, sh*t for brains. 

“Guns are good. Guns are your friend. Fuck the other gangstas.” I would ask your parents, to tell them to tell you to chill out. But then again you are a grown ass 40yr+ man, who’s parents are not around, And stuck in this cycle where the only people in your support circle are the same ones who will eventually lead to your downfall. They give you bad advice, encourage you to troll people online, and they egg you on. I get it. That’s very “masculine” and “attractive.” You will have a nice life. They will cure all diseases in the world and then notice that you were the disease all along. A 40yr+ man talking like a retarded broccoli head from some foreign country to impress other degenerate broccoli heads. You think you can come into my space and say/do what you want? This is not a humiliation ritual, or any type of thing where you can just come here and do what you want when you want. Well you can just—– Fuck right off!! 

Yours truly, 

D.Monia 💋🫦 

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