#thinkythought

Also Isabella I is known for 1492 order to exile al jews of Castille lands (Sephardic jews are descendents of this exile, and can apply for spanish nationality today for this reason)

Enough context. U zionist scum are making Isabella I a rational queen to my eyes for exiling u all, bastards.

U are no more than a pathetic crybaby rabble of US supported genocides, and ur entire ideology should be fully erased from human knowledge.

Ur entire mindset should suffer dammatio memoriae. I not know words in any language that can express the astonishing repulse you create on my, crying for ur supposed rights to colonize meanwhile bullying & destroying everything and everyone u cross.

Despues de dos años de que el meme de internet sea que traducir un post del hebreo era como leer el mein kampf.

Hemos tenido a Juan Carlos I, con toda la cara y la actitud de Carlos IV. Su hijo es subnormal como subnormal era el hijo de Carlos IV, Fernando VII. Como heredera una hija. A mi me salen las cuentas para que el bisnieto de Franco, actual duque de Anjou, monte la IV Carlista.

And of course their masterplan is continue to emotionally and mentally knock me out every possible time to make me drop my Civil service entrance examination, finish my relationship and stay in their house to watch for them.

And i know this all sounds like paranoia, until you live with me and see their behaviour.

I don't care about Laura Palmer

BUT

So, first of all and its important to say that, in gross terms, I have lacked social awareness. This particular skill has been carelessly developed by social reverse-engineering. This mean I have created my way trought social by scientific method. Observation, hyphotesis, experiment, analysis, thesis, repeat. This comes with long term benefits, short term bullying and social ostracism, and fuels my anxiety by throwing past memories to my thoughts for analysis.

Is easy to deduct that i have been a social pariah all my life. This doesn't bother me anymore, cause I manage to build my personality and life, despise everything, and getting to know excepcional people who love me with all the edges, and have the patience to explain to me and let me build discourse.

Now to the steak, the real anxiety creating point that have summon this tantrum.

I was in university, and I had stopped going to parties for various reasons, such as that I didn't really have anyone who wanted to talk to me and that I wanted to save money because I was always short. But some days before this big party, A girl, a little younger than me (although in college that was blurred because 200 of us were stuck not being able to pass key subjects) send me a message, and in a short conversation, asked me to became sexfriends.

This end no good at all, but the thing that actually spins in my brain so fast so passionly that awake me is why

Why this girl asked me. Why then (at least 3 years of sharing subjects without exchange more than a polite hello and bye-bye)

I know the answers are gonna change nothing, and i really don't want to know if this was some kind of bet or pokemon-master-kinky-thing of tasting us all. It just spins.