I don’t wanna have sex on TV. I don’t wanna be on TV at all. If you were on TV 24/7 maybe you’d understand the need to take weed and cocaine to get through it too. You’re not celebrities, none of you understand.
You’re experimenting on me. You won’t leave me alone. It shows how mentally unhealthy you all are. You can’t have fun forever.
You’re all using me, taking the piss and laughing. It’s not your money. It’s mine. You’re all happily spending it. My dad’s letting me down by not stopping this. If I saw him going through this I’d stop it no matter who I had to kill to do it. I don’t know how many insults per day I’m supposed to take. I don’t wanna interact with any of you. You’re all blatantly doing something wrong. It makes me want to go to the toilet all the time, I can sense it.
The mental health act was charged just so you could section me. You already attacked me before you changed the law. Now you’re all doing it worse than before. You’re not paying me, Instagram is filled with people advertising their ventures and products not talking to me. So what’s in this for me. Why should I play your game? Why shouldn’t I just lose my temper?
Don’t you think it’s out of order that anouska George goes to his bedroom or shower to watch, listen and touch himself anytime I masturbate? Even making jokes with other housemates about it and disturbing me while I’m doing it. What kind of game is that.
That’s why ever since I was diagnosed I’ve gone around doing selfless and random kind deeds. I always knew my disease could kill me. I think you’re all evil and satanic. It’s one thing ignoring me and choosing not to help, it’s another thing going out of your way to attack someone for jokes knowing awful things will happen to them. I’m not gonna show anyone any mercy. No matter what you do or how you lie and beg. You ever heard of a terminally ill cancer patient being called arrogant and selfish for complaining? From Jasveena Santa to Miley Cyrus to NHS doctors, nurses and staff, all you women had sex when you knew I was bleeding uncontrollably everyday and screaming in the toilet. You wanna come back and say you love me, where were you when this started, you were all against me. You said I was so gay I must have enjoyed my sigmoidoscopy. It’s way too late. Till this day after everything I’ve said and done for everyone, I don’t get paid for my nfts or music or images and ideas being used and played, women don’t have sex with me, they just want me to look at them so they feel piff. What kind of love is that? You all want me dead and you think it’s funny I have cancer, you shoot and electrocute me all over my body everyday and taunt me psychically, while robbing me blind. To the point I have grey hairs on my chin and can’t see my children. You’ve all shown you hate me. You won’t stop, I have to make you by force. Because you refuse to let this go. So don’t ask me for kindness because it takes true evil to do what you’ve all done.
You’re the kind of people who would watch a black kid have a serious illness and laugh at him for needing to go to the toilet and give him dirty looks. The reason why this was done to me was to try and kill me without tracing it back to anyone, to let the stress from what you’re doing overwhelm me and make the rare disease I have finish me off. It’s obvious most of you women and men are trying to kill me and see me bleed. You won’t stop making noise and you won’t stop giving me dirty looks. Asians don’t want a black God, neither do white people.
People are like you don’t really have cancer, you’re lying, you’re superhuman. I was treated for it, I didn’t go to hospital for jokes. No one’s gonna help me, I have to put on a brave face and continue with life, if I don’t I could die or be murdered. Doesn’t it seem like I live every day like it’s my last. Maybe because it’s actually that way. I really have cancer that’s what I’m saying, just like I didn’t get medical treatment for being stabbed or having a broken arm for over 2 years the NHS doesn’t treat my cancer.
Jesus Christ