I went out Wed 05/06/14 alone, missing for 3 hours, outgoing call was made to my Mom at 3 am, last selfie in bar at 12:00pm. Mom said found passed out in front of apartment.
Later that month Keith asked me to get him Cocaine. Twice. Once from a friend, once via recommendation to a bar in Hollywood.
No assault, got fingered by a stranger who, when out alone in the street with a dead cell phone, asked me if I needed a ride, running away from 3 men running at me from across the street in all black vortex.
There was an arrest on the news of 3 men for attempted kidnapping.
I was shook up. Told Keith I was touched. Was not in the mood. He wanted sex anyways. I was pised off uncomfortable felt grose. Went out again.
To the same bar, and walked to west hollywood, and yelled does anyone know where I can get some Cocaine.
A stranger approached me, offered to help me. We walked to the ATM a stranger squeezed my arm. We walked to an apartment complex with a bright red door no one home, snorted cocaine from a key, took a car (uber mercedes light gray blue trim sedan) to my apartment to get my car, then the dealer drove me to a club in Hollywood to get the coke, met another dealer, and taken to another ATM, then demanded the Coke walking back to the car, he walks away walks back and hands me the 8 ball he already had the whole time, I finished my drink I made took more adderrall, had taken a blue pill I got that Thursday from the dealer in Hollywood, that kept me up, went back to my apartment to do Cocaine hang out, then refused sex demanded he leave, he left, had to call him a cab. And shooken up, told my Mom what happened, said here take my credit cards, she wrote down his number she gave me, I called the dealer to get $200 back, he gave me $200 back on a gift card, and my Mom told me not to call the police and not to text Keith paranoid. Said just go to sleep.
The dealer wouldnt stop texting me. My phone number was changed.
Keith would not see me. There were chemicals put in my car, I was running a lot. I felt bugs on me. So I sprayed myself with bug spray and lysol, I felt bugs crawling inside me and on me I was freaking out. Then I went to the emergency room and psych ward. I gased myself to kill the bugs on me and around me.
WHY THE FUCK IS EVERYONE SO DISTANT TOWARD ME.
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LEAVE ME ALONE I GET SUICIDAL AND PARANOID. NOT HOMICIDAL.
STOP TESTING ME PROVOKING ME.
BECAUSE THEY WONT STOP DOING THIS TO ME UNTIL I GET HOMICIDAL I SAID "HOPE YOU DIE" ONLINE.
AND EVERYONE WAS HAPPY MOVED ON STOPPED BUGGING AND GOT WHAT THEY WANTED.
AND THEN WHEN I STARTED RUNNING AND GOT SKINNY AND GOT A JOB THEY STARTED ASHING MY CAR WITH ASH AND DUST AND PUTTING POOP ALL OVER MY APT PUTTING CAT HAIR ON MY TOWELS AND MY SHAMPOO AND STUFF SMELLED LIKE CAT FOOD AND URINE AND MADE MY EYES BURN.
And then someone took a stuffed animal bear from under my bed and put it on my carpet by my bed face up, I bought from CVS Westwood that has a get well tshirt on it in blue.
NO ONE IS ALLOWED IN MY APT BUT ME AND I HAVE ALL THE KEYS AND HAVE GIVEN NO ONE PERMISSION OR A SPARE KEY EVER EXCEPT MY MOM.
AND NOW IM IN CRITICAL CONDITION I COULD DIE. I dont talk to anyone. And just blocked calls and texts from my Sister. Now my sister needs to figure out who is framing her and why. If not her, than who.