the pieces of shit do not allow me to think when they're around. they police my thoughts by means of torture and conditioning, and have been doing so in masses for many years. they attach themselves coercively to every detail of my life and always must bring everything to destruction, including me walking on the street. they are nice to me one day so they can be assholes the next, and then they keep switching back and forth, and every time will also try to make me think that I've done something or they've found something out about me suddenly and this is why they've suddenly become assholes again and again and again. they shun everything I do and do not allow my life to go anywhere. they target me in masses and do not allow me to be anywhere or do anything. they gang up against me as a society and always force me to the spotlight, and then target me as a society for my writings. everything I write is of course documented and can be, and is, used against me, and if I delete anything I write this will create tremendous problems when great masses of them are fixated on my every move. anything they do can be, and is, denied. they act like they know me everywhere and do not even admit to this, although they use this to police every detail of my life as a society. if I mention anything about them acting like they know me everywhere, this is used against me. anyone I talk to will make references to my writings without admitting to it and then use this against me, and for different purposes. if I stop writing my rights cease to exist altogether, and I must resume. as I write this I receive electric shocks to my body. when I show them any kindness they immediately take advantage of me. if the lies they tell me as much as enter my thoughts I am subjected to psychological punishments by them. my senses of course cannot be put to much use when these pieces of shit are around. they don't really permit me to exist at all and barely leave me any space where I can be.
all these things are a little more on the side of extreme sadism than inconsideration. if I am not sufficiently considerate, or leave any opening whatsoever which they can attack, or if they just haven't attacked me for a while, or if I am thinking any thoughts or feeling any emotions, this will be met with punishments by them. surprisingly, this doesn't make me like them more, although it does make me like them less.