Surprise surprise

I already see the present resistance and the way I am being denied. My word and truth against them and my best guess at the list of people which are made up of the "them". I know my truth. They didn't prove anything. I still think the same negative thoughts against them. I don't know when my next job will come by. But besides being available to a next job, the pimps have won the better of my skepticism. I hate the long Gadaffi games and how most are never found out. I have a right persona and ideal in mind for a certain man. I'm pretty sure a number of the right ones know most of my oppressed story and that I'm not going to be dumb with my vulnerability. Of course another ass will want to make a contest out of it, but my life has never been sold out to be the competition other people have made it to begin with. http://youtu.be/TRbsNmZocnw Whether a right man or not is still around I'm waiting to find a way to meet, or just wait for another job where I'm sure it will be the same sad repetitive story. Maybe some job will prove me wrong.