Gin Wigmore

In 2018 I discovered Gin Wigmore, and I just loved her to bits. At the time I was using Twitter a lot, and there was somebody, a woman I think, whose handle was FireCracker. One day she mentioned she'd been walking along creeks somewhere near where she lives, ... I can't remember where that was, maybe Missouri or somewhere. And she mentioned finding Flint arrowheads, so I joked "Is this the sort of shit you do? Be careful!" 
Then she replied "Yes, that's exactly what I do, ..." And we actually had something almost like a conversion. On open Twitter, not DMs or closed threads, because I wasn't allowed to use them. It turned out she was on opioids and was trying to quit them. I really wanted to be a friend, but there was all this other crazy shit going on and I don't think I was a very good friend. Then around June, I think, I ran into this song of Gin Wigmore's and it really fucked me up. After that I couldn't listen to her music anymore. I felt really bad about it, as if it was my fault. I couldn't separate people and cause and effect, because for me it was all mixed up, because I was being manipulated through the social media, which is still my only social life. Anyway, I still can't listen to Gin Wigmore without feeling really bad.
I am still fucked up. And all this shit is still happening on YouTube:

And I'm getting out of memory errors again on chrome when I try to upload pictures. And all the time I was on Twitter in 2018 Elon Musk was around. The one time I got to use a closed Twitter thread, Elon Musk was on it, posting lots of porn videos, so I quit.
Elon Musk is a fucking asshole, but not as dangerous as a dehydrated earthworm, are you Elon? Are you some kind of narcissist faggot Elon? Got a problem with me for some reason? Well you fucking well are going to have a huge fucking problem with me very fucking soon!
See Deep Clean. Yes feemasons, Bored Little Girls do play fucking complicated games!
Really? Well you're still a fucking piece of shit and you're going to be on your fucking knees begging somebody to kill you.
I'm not a Lyre Bird, you see, I'm just a fucking cunt! It's my job, and it's the best fucking job in the world because I get to kill shit like you with paper pistols that make a noise just like the real thing. Princess Alice taught me how to do it. Hank Azaria on Fitting in With Your Environment. Maybe you should think about moving to France, Elon? My daughter did a year in Paris, and I'm sure it did her a load of good.
And Donald, ...
... Raise my fucking rent!
My little paedophile brother will recognise the setting. It is also to do with Flint and bright sparks, ... And why does Blogger YouTube search prefer the dross to the artists own channels? Because the paedophile CIA people here need to get paid somehow? 

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