Tea In My Sugar

Been a while since I could remember my dreams.
I had a dream about a guy who I had a huge crush on. 

He and I used to talk, but I fkd up.
And we haven't spoken in years, 
and we might not get to, again. 

Anyway, in my dream, we were on a "team"
and each member of our "team" ha stats.
A few of the girls were curious about him
so we checked his "stats."

Of course, they were "stellar."
A few times, in my dream, 
we stole glances at each other.

I definitely remember that.

I went onto facebook after a couple of weeks.
I went to message someone I'd been talking to.
It looks like he deactivated his account.

I'll miss talking to the guy. 
I'll put prayers for him in my prayer jar, still. 
Just want the guy to have a good life.

Maybe I took too long to reply?

It's just that I've been packing etc.
I haven't been on facebook for weeks.

If I am taking a break, it's blogging or youtube.
I haven't even been going outside much. 

My brother's coming over to help me next week.
So I'll have at least a bit of help. 

Still, a lot to do. 

My camera, on my phone barely works.
The phone itself barely works.

I'd like to take pictures of some stuff to sell. 
But, as luck would have it, 
I can't!

Anyway, it's been... A challenge, to say the least.

Been here for half my life... Literally.
I haven't had to move for 2 decades.

I've gotten used to this place.
Close to the beach, the river, the lake, 
the parks etc.

Close to the hospital, too. 
Closer to my folks'.
Next to a mall...

At least there'll be a grocery store, 
right around the corner from where I'm moving. 

And the grocery store is next to the old bank. 

The first time I "busked" was on the steps
of that old bank. 

I made $5 and some chocolate lol. 
A lady didn't have any money to give me
so she gave me some chocolate.

So when I'm out and have some chocolate
and there's someone "busking" I'll give them some.

There was a guy I met who was "busking."
I did get his number, but we didn't get to talk. 

I texted him a few times, he texted back, once.

It was just to have someone to talk with
who has similar interests.
He said he was new to town. 
I wanted to invite him to the open mic night.

When I move, I'll be closer to that place, 
where they have the open mic night. 

I went once, it was nice. 
It'd be even better to go with someone, though. 

Anyway, guys seem to have or get the wrong idea about me.
It's not like I wanted his number to get into his pants.
Contrary to popular belief lol. 

I am sad that I might not get to talk to that guy, again. 
Didn't think he'd leave me hanging, like that.
Maybe he thought I left him hanging. 

Just have a lot of stuff to do and get done.
Haven't really been talking with anyone.
Or doing anything other than packing etc.

It's not that I don't want to, I do, 
but I also want to have everything "sorted"
before I have to move. 

Paring down is the hardest thing, for me.
Because I want to keep everything. 

My brain's like "I have a use for this, I have a use for that."
"If I have to toss this, I'll have to get another xyz."

But I can't take everything with me.

I'll have to talk to the lady who keeps the "collective stash."
I know she has a thing for fabric and I have quite a bit of it.
I am not really an avid sewer. I have a sewing machine, 
it was my grandmother's. 

And bags and bags of wool, 
that I have to do something with. 
I don't like parting with stuff that I collect.

Books and wool, are the hardest for me.



My cousin updated his "thing" about his hike.
He is going by himself, his wife's not going with him. 

I hope his marriage stays strong
with him gone for so long.

Never met his wife, they live in another province.

Anyway, it'll be neat to hear all about it
and see pictures etc.

I'm happy for him. 

Just been so stressed that I haven't been feeling much
of anything. Sad tonight, though. 

But, like I said, just hope he has a great, happy life. 
He's a good kid, has his head and heart in the right place.
I'll miss talking with him, but life goes on. 

I miss the guy I had a huge crush on, too. 
I miss the conversations we used to have.

I guess I miss him so much that I dream about him, sometimes lol. 


Dreams I don't want to wake up from.
To face the reality that we aren't talking, anymore
and that it was because of me.

Anyway, hope he has a great, and happy life, too.
With "stellar stats" like he has, how could he not?

Another thing I found very attractive about him
is that he's humble.

Humility is attractive, to me.

Sometimes I just wish he and I
could have another conversation. 
Maybe catch up. 

I was in such a fkd mind "space"
back when he and I "met."

He's an American. 
We didn't get to meet in person. 


Anyway, I guess I miss people, sometimes. 
I try not to get in "my feels" about it.
I just have to accept that it is what it is, 
wish them the best, 
and just live my life.

Better for having met them, 
regretting that I fkd up.

BUT I DID.
Nobody to blame but myself. 
And yes, I take the blame, that is mine.

IT REALLY BUGS ME
BEING BLAMED FOR SH*T
THAT WAS SOMEONE ELSE'S CHOICE.

BECAUSE THEY HAD THE CHOICE.
IT WASN'T MY CHOICE.

So why blame me BECAUSE YOU CHOSE WRONG?

That really bugs me.
People expecting me to take responsibility
FOR THINGS THAT ARE THEIR RESPONSIBILITY.

Like mirror smasher expected me to take responsibility
for the things he left here.

BLAMED ME THAT HIS THINGS ARE EVEN STILL HERE!!!
I TOLD HIM MANY TIMES
TO JUST GET HIS SH*T AND FK OFF. 

Anyway, I already wrote about that.
Made my feelings known about that.

Pretty sure HE'D BE P*SSED TOO. 

Was mad at me for "playing games about his stuff"
WHEN HE COULD AND SHOULD HAVE
JUST TAKEN IT ALL
AND FKD OFF. 

Anyway, hopefully he won't be contacting me, again. 

I have every right to be p*ssed at the guy
AND HE WANTED TO TRY TO TREAT ME
LIKE I DON'T.


We got a lot of snow last night.
My friend said it was around 14 inches.
Just over a foot of snow.

A few friends in Michigan got hit, too. 
I think it was a "lake" effect or something. 

Back in the 70s, there was a massive blizzard. 
They called it "White Death."

The Niagara region and Buffalo NY got hit
probably the worst.

We haven't had anything that wild since, 
but it could totally happen again. 

Just like how the "city planner"
don't seem to have a "plan" for huge dumps of snow...
The buses can't handle it.

And if we had another "ice storm"?
I bet nothing changed with the "grid" since then. 
It'd be chaos all over again. 

It's been cold, for sure. 
February is always the coldest time of the year, here.
Not sure why February only has 28 days, and leap years...

Couldn't it borrow a couple of days
from months that have 31 days?

Hopefully my bro and I can get a bunch done together
when he comes by. 

Hoping to have more done, by then. 

I remember my buddy, who passed away.
I can still hear his voice.

"A***! I don't know what to do! Tell me what to do!"
It was a joke we had.

I feel like that, about this place, though.

If I hadn't started packing etc, 
when I found out, 
I'd probably be screwed. 


Imagine if I left EVERYTHING to the last minute!!!!???
I didn't want to do that.

I want to have everything "taken care of"
before moving day.

So that I can have a couple of days to relax
before "the day."

Because moving is stressful enough as it is.
WITHOUT PANIC MODE LAST MINUTE STUFF.

So each day, I've been trying to do "something."

And hopefully, my brother can help me just to
clear stuff out, maybe help me sell a few things.

And help me take a couple of things to the pawnshop. 
The jewelry I brought to him wasn't gold. 
Better to know than not to know in some cases.

Someone I met online, 
she told me that her mother did stupid things to her.

I was saying "Why would she do that?!"
And she said, "Sometimes it's better not to know."

In some cases, it's better to know
and in some other cases, it's better not to know.

I'd really like to work on my projects, but I have to wait. 
I only take small breaks from doing this stuff. 

To blog, eat, sleep, stuff like that.
Haven't been socializing, much at all. 

A few calls or messages between friends, 
but I'm just... In a "mode"
and won't be done until I am moved in. 


One friend said to me:
"You'll feel a lot better come March 1rst."

He probably will, too. 
He's writing the exam for his certification, for work. 

He wants to help, but can't. 
Because he has that important thing to do,
which I totally understand. 

He has to write an exam for work every 3 years or so. 
It's mega important for him. 

It's the thought that counts, though. 
I appreciate the fact that he would if he could. 
I also appreciate the moral support.

If I could do one big trip, it would make a difference.
And getting the keys 4 days before I move in
IS A HUGE HELP. 

So that I can start taking stuff there, by myself
before "the day."

One friend told me not to take most of my furniture.
It's not like I have much furniture, anyway.

I don't have a couch, or recliners etc.

I have a futon, 3 office chairs, book cases, 
a wall unit, dressers... Minus a mirror.

Might not take the freezer. 
Not taking the table and chairs. 

My friend said "New place, fresh start."
Just won't feel like it for a while. 

My feelings are all over the place.

But, yeah, a new chapter of my life.

I'll be closer to some things, I guess.


I heard there's going to be a new library down town. 
A new "section" of the hospital (I was born at)
is going up, across the street from it.

I don't know if they are building
a whole new hospital or just a new "section."

They are building it on the field
that there used to be a fair I took my son to when he was a kid. 
They had a fair there on Canada Day.

Anyway, it's near the arboretum. 
Which I'll be closer to, too. 

And across from the arboretum
is the campus that has the piano. 

My son and I used to go to the arboretum together. 
To see the dogs (we called it the dog park).
Lots of people take their dogs there.

My ex and I used to feed the groundhogs, there.
He hadn't seen a groundhog before he came here.
I guess there aren't any or many out west.

I'm thinking probably because they get eaten
by larger animals and there are some large animals out there.

Like cougars.


It's really hard to "relax" at all. 
I try to "relax" when I'm taking a break, 
but my mind doesn't want to let me.

Words to songs that I've been playing
while sorting, packing etc
keep playing in my head.

My neighbors are probably getting sick
of the same songs every day lol. 

I wrote one letter so far.
To one neighbor. It was hard to write it.

I've been very lucky to have a few
EXTREMELY AWESOME NEIGHBORS.

Who I'll miss, a lot. 
Hopefully, we can keep in touch. 

I feel a bit better knowing my brother is coming, soon. 
And that he'll help me out. 

We had a big fight when he was staying with me. 
And we didn't speak for a few years.

So we started talking again, a couple of years ago.
After mirror smasher busted my mirror. 
My brother got my key back from him, for me.

It was probably for the best that mirror smasher
unceremoniously ejected himself out of my life.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH BS FROM HIM
AND EVERYONE ELSE.

Everyone excluding people
WHO AREN'T ABOUT THEIR BS.

Who are mature enough
TO HAVE A CONVERSATION
AND NOT MAKE IT A HUGE FKN HASSLE. 

Anyway, I'm trying to eject that BS from my mind.
Been time to move forward, years ago.
I don't know why I didn't. 
Not like he was giving me any reasons
to stick around. 

HE SLAMMED THE DOOR IN HIS OWN FACE
REPEATEDLY. 

And wants to blame ME for HIS choices?
AND HIS ACTION?

His actions WERE A CHOICE.

Am I disappointed? HELL YEAH.
Could he have done a billion times better? Yeah. 
I could have done better, too. 

BUT AT LEAST I CAN HAVE A CONVERSATION.
A deeper conversation than just surface-level stuff. 

That's what bugs me about surface-level people.
Having a "deep" conversation
requires thought, 

AND IF THEY JUST DON'T THINK
ABOUT ANYTHING OTHER THAN
SURFACE-LEVEL STUFF, 

They can't have a "deep" conversation. 

It bugs me when I try to make myself very CLEAR,
AND IT'S LIKE THEY PURPOSELY
"MISUNDERSTAND" me.

Because HAD THEY BEEN LISTENING TO ME,
THEY WOULD HAVE KNOWN WHY
I WAS EVEN THERE TO BEGIN WITH.

Why I was even SAYING WHAT I WAS SAYING.
But, nope!

THAT REQUIRES LISTENING.
WHICH SOME PEOPLE REFUSE TO DO.

And HOW ARE THEY SUPPOSED TO THINK
ABOUT ANYTHING I SAID
IF THEY WERE ONLY LISTENING

TO THE EXTENT
TO WHAT THEY WANTED TO "REPLY" TO ONLY.

Lost is "translation."

"I WASN'T LISTENING TO YOU
SO I TRANSLATED WHAT YOU SAID
INTO WHAT I CAN "UNDERSTAND." "

It's like I live on another planet, sometimes.

One of my friends says "they are asleep."
They haven't AWOKEN, yet.

I can't "deal" with people like that.
THEY DO NOT "GET IT."

And I'd explain it to them, but when I do:
"See? You're stupid, what you said makes NO sense."

MAYBE IT WOULD MAKE SENSE
IF YOU SHUT TF UP
AND THOUGHT ABOUT IT. FFS.

But they don't know how to do that.
SO WHY WASTE MY TIME?

I WASTED TOO MUCH TIME.
ON PEOPLE WHO "DON'T GET IT."
And they won't "get it" 
BECAUSE THEY AREN'T EVEN TRYING
TO "GET IT."

HOW CAN YOU UNDERSTAND
WHEN YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO UNDERSTAND?

I mean, if you're too busy slamming the door in your own face, 
REPEATEDLY, 

I guess you don't have the time
OR CAPACITY for much else.

ANYWAY, EVERYONE WHO'S EVER
FKD ME AROUND WILL HAVE TO WATCH ME.

From A DISTANCE, LOL.

BECAUSE THEY DON'T GET THE VIP TREATMENT LOL.
Joking, but... They don't get anything from me. 

It's just most people are surface-level people.
It seems or feels rarer and rarer to meet
genuine, mature, classy, people.

I know they are "out there, somewhere."
Easier to meet people online than in person, I guess.

And I have to be more careful
about who I allow in my "energy."
Because some people
don't know how to do anything other than
drain other people.

Either they don't know how to do much else
OR THEY ARE AWARE THEY ARE DOING IT
AND DON'T SEE WHY THEY SHOULDN'T. 

But "energetically speaking."
I've had to "recharge" after being around some people.
And it sucks because they want to hang out, 
but when we did, it was like draining my "battery."
And they were all about
WHAT THEY WANTED ALL THE TIME.

AND DIDN'T STOP TO THINK
ABOUT WHAT I WANTED. 

It was like they were "the main character"
and I was like a "stage hand" or something.

"The help." Or something. 

Trying to get over my disappointment and sadness. 
Those feelings are there, anger, too. 

Not much pain, anymore.
I think it's because I've moved past
A LOT OF THINGS
THAT PRETTY MUCH TORE MY HEART OUT.

That would tear THEIR hearts out.

"Here's A***'s heart! Let's stomp on it, 
do as much damage to it, 
and to any chances of us being together, ever!"

That's part of the reason my heart's under lock and key.
The only one that needs that key, is me.

I have to... Do a lot of "repair" work. 
To even feel "ready" or have "the desire"
to be with someone, ever again. 

BECAUSE I'VE BEEN THROUGH TOO MUCH SH*T.

And guess what? It was my own damn fault.
FOR TRUSTING.
WANTING TO TRUST.
PUTTING MY TRUST
WHERE IT DIDN'T BELONG.

GIVING PEOPLE CHANCES.
AND WHEN THEY BLOW A CHANCE, 
IT SHOULD BE GONE.

JUST GONE.

Like my chance to talk to my "crush" lol. 
At least we can still steal glances at each other
in my dreams lol.

Just THAT would be a dream, to me.

Warming up, indoors, on a cold winter night...
Just the simple things, that would be the BEST.

But, what chance would I have had?
He's an American, I'm a Canadian. 
I'm supposedly "a haggard"
and he's... 

Anyway, it's nice to at least have nice thoughts.
And sweet dreams.

Maybe I've been putting too much sugar in my tea.
I accidentally put in a lot of sugar in my tea, tonight.

I heard "Want some tea with your sugar?"

There was a guy who stayed with me for a winter.
He got here, in February, that year.

2022, I think.

Anyway, he took his bike up here, 
took 1 year and a half, 
to get to Canada from Chile.

And he didn't want to tell me where he was from. 
He thought I'd be mad at him. 
Don't know why.

What difference does it make
(besides culturally)
what country someone's from?

We had a bunch of cultural differences.

Nothing that really "clashed"
but I think South Americans 
are more open "sexually" or something. 

He brought up having s*x, but I wasn't into it.
I had to decline and he kinda wanted to know why. 

Just not attracted to the guy, I guess.

When you're not attracted to someone, 
no matter how hard you could "try"
IT WOULD NOT FEEL "RIGHT". Y'know?

Try explaining that to guys who only think about s*x.

I wish I had stayed celibate after my split with my ex. 
I am celibate, now, though.
Not that it makes a difference.

Just because I haven't had s*x in a while
doesn't mean that I have to.

Besides, I'd rather save it for someone
WHO APPRECIATES ME.

Who at least tries to "understand" me
BECAUSE HE WANTS TO.

And doesn't "translate" what I say
into what he thinks I'm saying.

ASKS ME FOR CLARIFICATION
AND DOESN'T ASSUME THINGS
ABOUT ME THAT AREN'T TRUE.

AND KEEPS OTHERS
OUT OF OUR BUSINESS.

Well, there are some other things
that I find attractive, 

but I think those at the top of my "list."

But this isn't "build-a-boyfriend." LOL.

AND COMMUNICATION SKILLS
*REQUIRED*

OR YOU'RE FIRED!!!

The guy who was staying with me, 
the South American guy...

He loved the show called 
"You Can't Do That On Television."

That show actually started in O-town.
And funny thing was that he and I met
pretty much around the corner
from where it was filmed. 

Took a chance on letting him stay here, 
but it was winter
and I know what the shelters are like.

And he asked to stay for a few days, 
which turned into a few months, 

but he seemed upbeat for his trip west.
He wanted to see if he could make it to B.C.
He invited me to go with him. 

It probably would have been epic, 
but my body isn't in "the shape" I'd have to be in
to "bike" out west.

He hitched a lot, too. 

So I told him about "the highway of tears."
Mostly been women, but never know. 

Haven't heard from him in a long time.
So I hope he's been alright.

I don't hitch anymore. 
Unless I really need to.

When I used to hitch, I took my spike. 

I only used it on one guy.
I was 14 and he was a grown man
thinking I was a prostitute
trying to have s*x with me.

So I figured I'd teach him a lesson. 

I let him think that I was, 
but the whole time I was planning to rob him,
which I did.
With my spike.

I put it to his back and told him it was a gun.
And someone with a "gun" to their back
isn't going to turn around
to see if it's really a gun LOL.

Anyway, maybe that taught him something, that day.

First of all, prostitution isn't legal, here.
Secondly, I WAS 14 FREAKING YEARS OLD.

Another guy picked me up, once.
I didn't know his plan was to try to have s*x with me.

Until he drove out in the middle of nowhere
and stopped.

I booked it out of there so fast!

I had to get to the nearest house.
And it was in Quebec, so I had to muster
my RUSTY French.

To try to explain what happened
and that I was stuck and needed help.

The guy was super chill, though.
He even gave me bus fare
when he dropped me off on this side
of the river.

His wife looked at me kinda sketchy.
Of course, some stranger (female)
talking to her husband...

But I tried to explain to her
that it was okay, that I'm not
"trying anything."

Her husband probably exlained to her.
Hope she believed him. 

I just was stuck, first house, needed help.

Anyway, this is why I'm more careful
than I used to be. 

BECAUSE ALTHOUGH I WAS VERY LUCKY
SOME PEOPLE AREN'T.

Maybe that's what happened.
Maybe I used up all my luck
ON THE TIMES I WAS EXTREMELY LUCKY.

That saying came to mind:
"There's never a run of luck
that doesn't run out."

It's actually from tarot. 
The Fortune card.

It depicts "the wheel of fortune."
Not from the tv show, 
but it looks more like a "water wheel"

It has "people" on it.
It's to depict that when you think you are on the top
you can find yourself on the bottom, 

but when you're on the bottom, 
it's possible that the wheel will turn
in your favor.

Because when you're at the lowest, 
there isn't anywhere to go, but UP.

There's something that kind of ties in with that.
It's "the upward spiral."

Just like there's a downward spiral,
there's supposedly an upward spiral, too.

Makes me think of "spiral" staircases.
There's a bridge down town that has spiral
staircases. I think it's the Laurier bridge.

I used to sleep under it.
A bunch of us "stayed" there.

There was so much "backlash"
about "us" and once I was on the news.

They were filming us from a distance
BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T ASK OUR CONSENT.

But we were in public so it's not like
consent really applies to filming 
and taking pictures outside.

But whenever I'm taking pictures
or filming outside

I try to respect people's privacy.

Because I would want mine to be respected.

Anyway, I was in the footage, the news footage
and I was sitting with my grandparents, eating dinner, 
watching the news and... I was on it.

And I tried to lie saying it wasn't me, 
but definitely my jacket... 

But my step-father used to follow me around.

Once, he waited until I left a friend's house
and like berated them. 

I called to talk, and they told me
not to call or visit anymore
and they told me what happened.

That's when I took off from here, 
spend like 3 and a half months hitching etc.

"Yeah? You want to follow me?
Follow me to T.O, then, 
to Guelph, Kitchener, etc.

I went to like 10 towns.
In 3 and a half months.

I did call "home" to tell them I was okay.
And only came back
because my mother told me that my grandmother
was in the hospital.

She looked so happy to see me.
I miss her so much!!!!

So it was pretty interesting. 
Met some people.

One guy I met in Toronto, 

I was "new" there, my first time there.
I saw a guy panhandling, I told him. 

Asked him if there were any shelters
that he knew of that I could stay at.

He took me to a church that has a gym, 
they set up the gym with mattresses
and they have a breakfast each day.

Was so cool, there, awesome people.

They had a "clothing cupboard"
and they gave me new socks.

Being homeless, and not much
but what you've got, socks are important.

If your feet get wet, and you have a long way to walk...
A clean, dry pair feel like heaven on your feet.

If it wasn't for the program I'm in, 
I wouldn't be able to afford this place.

That's why I am moving. 
Because I got an offer and I had to take it.

To have a place I can afford to live, for now.

I want to tell myself that it's temporary.
Says a person who's lived at one address for 20 years...

Anyway, it'll be "interesting" I guess.

I haven't lived down town since I was a kid. 

I'm just dealing with a lot of anxiety, stress, stuff.

I'll be living closer to some circuts I enjoy. 
I call them circuts. 

When I used to "jog" I had a circut.
It was just from here to the hospital and back.

But I brought my rope and I'd jump it
when I got to the hospital.

There was a little building, with a light and a camera.
So I guess the guards could see me jumping lol. 

But I think it was mostly
for my own protection because I went at night.

I haven't had many "serious incidents" here.
Except that time those two dudes were trying to snatch me
right off the side of the road lol. 

That one guy, he'd slowed the car down to look at me.
I didn't like how he was looking at me
and who does that?
So I told him to "keep driving."

And he was still watching me
in his rearview mirror.

Because the car was ahead of me, 
at the light, by the gas station. 

And I crossed the road
AND TOOK A SHORT CUT
THROUGH THE HOLE IN THE FENCE
And I was a ways away from them, 
but he must have seen me
go in that direction, 
because they cut me off at the sidewalk,
like right on the corner.

As soon as I saw that they did that, 
I crossed to the other side of the street.

AND HE TRIED TO LURE ME TO THE CAR!

I TOLD THEM TO FK OFF.
AND IF THEY DIDN'T FK OFF, 
I'D CALL THE COPS.

I should have, anyway.
BECAUSE THAT WAS MESSED UP.

WHO TF DOES THAT SH*T?!

And that happened not far from here.

Granted it was like 3am or something, 
and I look younger than I am...

MAYBE THAT'S WHY 
A LOT OF PEOPLE UNDERESTIMATE ME.

Would you rather be underestimated, 
or overestimated?

What would it be like to be overestimated?
"Well, I thought you were some sort of wizard..."

Then always under-delivering... 

Maybe if they underestimate you, 
they don't expect very much. 

And you won't have to live your whole life
trying to live up to some sort of crazy image
someone has of you...

I'll admit there were times 
I really thought I knew a person. 
AND THEY WEREN'T WHO I THOUGHT THEY WERE.

Maybe I overestimated them. 
"I am underwhelmed!"

I don't know why that came to mind, but it did.

I have to see about getting some stuff out of here, soon. 
I hope we don't get hit with another dump of snow.

That's part of the reason I didn't go out, today.
It was a mess on the roads, like usual. 

Some countries have cool roads
that heat up.

Japan has a village that has a sprinkler system. 
Any fires don't stand a chance.

That's what they need in California.

It's a huge sprinkler, though.
Not the regular garden sprinlers, 

these are more like jets of water, 
but they rotate.

When JT was doing his speech "to Americans"
about the times Canada's "been there" for America...

One example was that we flew water bombers to California
to help with the fires. 

Another example was when all the planes landed
in Newfoundland during 9/11.

And how Canadians were being hospitable
to American travellers etc.

BUT THAT'S "THE CANADIAN WAY."
TO HELP OUT. WHERE POSSIBLE.

Anyway, there are times that Canada HAS
helped out America.

Canada's borders have been an issue for decades.
AND IT IS DEFINITELY PAST THE TIME
TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.

And some people come TO Canada
TO enter the USA illegally. 

And some of them have been terr0rists.

LOOK AT THE PRO PALESTINE RALLIES.
Who'd be IN Canada saying death TO Canada?

Who doesn't want their @sses beat.

BUT WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM?
DID THEY GET THEIR BANK ACCOUNTS FROZEN?
BY THE GOVERNMENT?

LIKE THE TRUCKER RALLY?

WERE THE TRUCKERS SAYING:
DEATH TO CANADA?


Anyway, THEY SHOULD HAVE BEEN 
BOOTED IN THE @RSE
AND SENT PACKING PRONTO.

Where are the old school TREASON LAWS?
A lot of countries still have them. 

What would happen if we went to THEIR country
AND SAID DEATH TO
IMVDGSGFJYIUYJKGDRWTJHG-ISTAN?
Or wherever tf?

THEY WOULD DO SOMETING ABOUT IT.
HERE, WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.

OR ANYTHING THAT SAYS F*CK TRUDEAU
WOULD BE CONSIDERED TREASONOUS.
PROBABLY.

And we wouldn't be "allowed" to "rally."


I should probably get ready to sleep or something.
I don't really want to. I feel kinda "wired."

Must be all the tea in my sugar lol.