From my personal Facebook page with those so called real friends I hate for the most part. Anyway, just prior to what I hope will be an inspirational day. I'll just copy of my stupid personal page. I have almost no respect for those people. I hide all of their feeds. I am only interested in myself, not them. They un-friend me everyday. Anyway, here it is. As you know, it feels so good to vent. Then I will self promote and post my shit after I liquidate my retirement fund because I am in debt and overdraft as of yesterday. Jesus, fucking help me. Here it is. Never mind the typos. I am in fact, legally blind if you didn't know that about me by the way but I still get by. I begin today’s vent. That fucking Facebook app that does the stupid solidarité France Flag shit just disappeared while I was trying to support it. I even wanted to use it to make a special edition of my autobiography with a limited edition signed and free solidarité cover to celebrate the world’s need for peace. Fuck it. I no longer want it. Not going to look it up and don’t send it. To conclude my self-sabotaging stupid raging venting verbal violation, and diatribe, in all seriousness, enough is enough, the world is fucking ready for peace. I hate this shit. Fuck today. Here's to a better whenever-the-fuck. I hate this page. I have no respect for it. Leave me. I don’t need you. I’m sorry, guys, in the end of the day I just want to be fucking happy and with some goddamn peace of mind. Fuck schizophrenia, man. I hate my life. I have no appreciation for it and you still want to be friends? Give me a break. None of us even miss the old Jonathan. Oops! I'm sorry. I feel such guilt. I have nobody around here and I don't want anybody. I hurt so bad. I just don't want to be around people anymore. I am sorry, okay? Every little thing gets me so angry. I hate it, too, believe me.