What did I know, when did I know it?

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***

Monday, July 6, 20/20

 Ova'here "Girding up my Loins".  Thank You Jesus!  My "mother" preached forever and always mispronounced loins, lions. s/he never understood the difference, s/he only knew s/he (secretly) hated me for always correcting her.

 "What did I know and when did I know it?"  From birth! From birth, I vehemently declare! That slut knew s/he was a pure DEMON!  Yes, that low whore knew full well s/he was as sadistic as any common MAGGOT!

 Did s/he ever admit it? HELL NO!  Apologizing (sincerely) would mean martha jane walters would have to finally give up all her manipulating, conniving, raping, robbing , ruining, savagely and brutaly destroying everything satan directed her to demolish. 

.Actually,  sincerely humbling herself to the likes of "black ass niggers" , was not an act lying ass mathy jane was willing to preform. What would life be without sadistic pleasure? Who in this World truly wanted to be the lame ass "Christian" mathy pretended to be, once a week, for a few hours?

Openly engaging in a "Gang Bang" , where s/he was the only wo/man, in the broad open DayLight, in her "lover's" Barracks,  in my innocent nineteen year old presence, should have been my final clue.  (I was still a virgin, except for my vicious eight year old rape.)

I must admit, I knew! I was eight years old, so stunned by my "mother's" sudden VICIOUSNESS, I knew something was very wrong. I didn't know what it was then, I couldn't put a name on it. Today, I call it guilt, demon possession.

The fact is, martha always knew s/he was a low imp. any white man''s wench. Just another low whore , "Common as bat shit".  martha always roared, cut the absolute fool if you came any where near her with the Truth.  KNOWING FULL WELL EVERY WORD WAS TRUE!

Well, s/he was a low whore.  An ignorant imp that earned all of the demonic spirits s/he foolishly dug up over eighty-eight years.  For what? martha, did you live that horrid life , just to be "The top of the Bottom"?  "The bottom of the top." Something You would not tolerate! Someone You would not sully your soul to be around.

WO/MAN YOU MURDERED YOUR OWN DADDY! A GOOD MAN! A MAN THAT ALWAYS TREATED YOU LIKE A PRINCESS! A MAN THAT USED HIS MOUTH TO SUCK THE SNOT OUT OF YOUR NOSE WHEN YOU WERE A BABY!

Yes You Preached! Preached falsely! Only reached for the money! You refused to repent, now you are rotting. Your name is rooting. Your memory and yes, your "toe hold" is rotting.  Many ae walking straight out of captivity now that you are dead.

Wo/Man, how did you look in the mirror? You roared and grabbed your "dust" when confronted, cussed and cursed without ceasing every time GrandDADDY slightly admonished you.  No matter, it was all true. You didn't fool anybody.

True, you were a "haint", something sick and disgusting.  But, you didn't get away. "GOD keeps a ram in the bushes."  And looks out for [HIS] Own.

BEAMING!