Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - March 8, 2022

WHOOOOO, MAN! It's colder than abominable snowman flatulence up in this apartment. Well, I'd really like to talk about some really bad news... My Youtube channel has been completely evaporated by the cyborg gargoyles... Yep... No more Mongrel Skull or Red-Pill Coyote. Had that channel since 2016, had 40 public videos, and 190 subscribers. I know that's not a lot of subs but still. It's the thought... The algorithm formed by the gremlins was never kind to my videos, anyways... I cried on the night I found out my channel was destroyed. And it was all because I was talking about Pizzagate... Didn't even use the hashtag... Or even mentioned it in the title or description. But they got me for it, anyways... In the video, I was just reminding people why Pizzagate came to be in the first place. I was showing Jimmy Comet's photos of him taping that little girls' arms to that ping pong table. Who does that? Very naughty, Jamesy boy. You deserve a spanking with a hot fire poker. To me, anybody who's associated with Comet Ping Pong is a major league creep and deserves to be called out for it. Pizzagate is real. But I was showing that video to my internet friend, Becky. It really does seem like her and I are the only ones who ACTUALLY wanna save the children, anymore. I just don't really know where to go from here now... My brain is lost in the dunes with the flying saucers of Egypt... Youtube has no room to attack me though. They're the ones who were honky dory with the unsettling Elsagate videos until a lot of people complained about them.

But yeah, I did do that video on the 4th with putting those dead crickets up my nostrils, crunching them while up there, blowing them out and eating them. It's just that I think some of the cricket parts got lost up my nose and my eyes were covered in tears because it was overstimulating... At least the video was a 75% success... The following day, I went to the movies with my nephew Jacob. I showed him how a leprechaun vomits... I put a dollar bill in my mouth and regurgitated it out while gagging... I hope he found that funny... BUT we saw The Batman. The film was so grim and boring to me. Just because something is dark, doesn't make it good. And almost three hours long? Come on, man! I will say the Riddler was probably the highlight of that film, though. When the Riddler isn't onscreen, the film can be real a drag. 4 out of 10 rating. Ya know, I appreciate Jacob doing stuff with me from time to time. I just wish he was a little more talkative. Ya know? 

Yesterday, I went down to the bakery and I bought mom her birthday cake. The cashier was this cute and wholesome girl. Had potent metaphysical seraphim wings as well. Her mix of blonde and blue hair is what caught my attention. Reminds me of Izzzyzzz. I talked with her for a little bit. Very friendly fairy BUT she's been married since 2017. I checked her Facebook profile. There were photos of her with RED HAIR and that in turn, reminded me of Tiffany and Allison Young... Oh well... Just very lonely, obviously... Just in general, it feels like my emotions are controlling the weather... Like my isolation is what's causing the cloud pee... Could be wrong. I just have that feeling. Playing Tiffany's All This Time. I think I could possibly have a girlfriend if I was more connected with Society. Ya know? Because I think the guys who are beating me to it, have jobs, are going to college and formalities like that... They have more of an opportunity to socialize with others. When I had girlfriends in high school, I was least around others my age and had a job. Now I'm just stuck up my parents' asses almost 24/7 and I got too much time on my hands. Like that Styx song. Lol... 

Most people and their friends are leaving mundane Ohio and going to lighting active states like Tennessee and Florida and having fun while I'm stick in this vacant apartment in the back of my parents' house... Tell me how that's fair... Lol. I get it. I'm on both the autism and schizophrenia spectrum but still... I didn't ask to have these disabilities and disorders. 

Out of all my siblings, my sister Rachel is the one I've talked about least in this series... That's probably because I haven't spoke to her since 2018. Me and my parents have always had issues with her... Sometime around the early 2000's, she became a stripper. That impaled my mom. And then in 2006 or 2007( was a preteen around that time), she linked us to her website that she personalized. And it showed her stripper career and people performing oral sex on each other. And it made my mom cry big time... And since then, mom has kind of regarded my sister as an "embarrassment". And I sometimes wonder if that's apart of the reason why I can't see sex in the congenial light as other people... Ya know, you don't wanna see your sister in such a demeaning point of view. It's almost like God put it in our flesh capsules to see our siblings in an innocent way. And so when my mom showed me that site while she was in tears, it left a negative impression on me that still echoes. And so when an innocent or pristine girl acts promiscuous, it can be a torpedo to my organs. Which would explain my feelings with Tiffany... Her involvement with Playboy, the provocative social media selfies, and the fact that Johny knows what her orgasm sounds like. I remember when he messaged me that, I felt kind of devastated. I like Johny. He has a great ability to get along with a lot of people but there's some things that he says to me in private messages, that pains me. I'd really like to keep late 80's and early 90's Tiffany. To me, that will always be my dream girl... But going back to 2018 with my sister Rachel. My mom was firing projectiles at her because she was paying tons of money on a ring while she was going to use MY money for a vacation trip for all of us to meet up. She lives in Georgia, BTW... Not in our state. And it was all because she was acting like she didn't have the money for the vacation in the beginning but it turns out she did... She was just using me... And then in November of that same year. Same time, my haunting crush on Tiffany was starting, Rachel called my psychiatrist and made up stuff about me. Which my parents knew wasn't true because they were with me, the entire time. My dad was yelling and hollering and my mom was crying about how she was doing this to get me taken away from my parents. Me, my parents, and my therapist had a pretty dramatic session about this... Doesn't help that Tiffany and my sister Rachel are both gingers...