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I see you there, mind a million miles an hour behind shifty eyes. You're one of those, the controlling type. Didn't you know that the joke is on you? Because I love to be controlled, I really do. I'm rather submissive. But I'm not dumb either, I only let myself be controlled by someone who shows perfect love. No love, no control. That's like asking for the keys to a porsche before you've passed a driving test. No thanks, I'll drive myself. Why? Because like some stupid shampoo commercial said - "I'm worth it."

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 9, 2016.
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Thank you, thank you. I've seen the light and I've realised that I have so much to be thankful for. Thank you first to the bankers, for controlling us so well and with your monetary system that has caused mass starvation and damage to humanity. We love Starbucks more than starving children, we love new make-up more than saving innocent muslims around the world, we love your oppression and the way food is controlled forcing us to be slaves. Thank you. We love the political system that gives us a "dog and pony show" to keep us from crying about the starving and hungry brothers and sisters, babies, mothers and fathers around the world, we owe you and of course, it's about time we showered you with all the love you deserve. Thank you. This post is way to short to express all the ways I'd really like to thank you, but perhaps we should have an outpouring of all the love the federal reserve deserves for their part. After all, without their control I can only assume we'd be barbarians and they do all this out of love and not greed. But then I am a simple creative writer, what do I know? Now that I've expressed my gratitude I'll go back to writing fairy stories because compared to those geniuses I am merely a simpleton.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, April 17, 2015.

Authored by Daisy, here.