Karma Tenpa.

Karma. Canada. Age???? Buddhist. This is my biography and my precipitation on life. . #life #blog #stories #fun.

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Creepy pervert

Had an other shit day courtesy of my fucking quack. I would say doctor but quack would be a good word. It was a beautiful spring sunny morning and I had to get chopped up

In a fucking plastic surgery clinic for a fucking ultrasound..... I had the feeling that something might happen so I asked my mom to come in with me. And I was right. It was for my left breast and her was saying so many creepy and NSFW things that just creeped me out. Creepy surgeons the reason why I went into tae kwon do in the first fucking place. And get this the bastard was going Post my ultrasound pics on his fucking Facebook. Fuck you Rossi!!!!

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Sunrise.

The sun breaks the

Darkness

Uncovering a latent

Pair of eyes

Looking over the farm.

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I fucking hate this month

The last few fucking night’s I have been having nightmares. The first was where some tantric bitch tried to strangle the live out of my neck. That woke me up at four in the fucking morning so yesterday I was tired as f. In fact I slept through another horrible nightmare where I psychologically abused. That didn’t wake me up but I slept until noon until my energy levels go up. So I had a me day to day as my mom called them. Early April is a bitch for me because some brat on April fools day showing me and my seventh graders a video of a postmortem of an anorexic woman. Since then every early April I get into a fucking funk.

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Oh fuck.

I saw a friend request from a brain dead bully of mine. I looked at her stupid profile..... the thot was going to Calgary. I was hoping that she would move to Calgary so she would be out of my fucking hair for good. I am not kidding she pisses my DNA right off.

I got one thing to ask this bitch.... “do you have any remorse for the horrible things you did to me in school or are you brain dead?” I think she is brain dead. And she is cyber harassing my poor mom who has fucking cancer. How fucking low can you get. Ebola has more integrity and intelligence than this that. Boy I am mad.

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My story. (Nonfiction)

Let’s call me Mira. I am a really person and I have Asperger’s a form of high functioning autism. I would like to tell you how my school friends stigmatize me. First of all I don’t have the normal interests that a normal child in school had. I liked and still like: art, writing, photography, medical stuff and forensic pathology. I wanted to and still want to be a medical examiner but when 2002 came along and we were all thirteen years of age. The isolation, bullying and fights where so horrific that it still haunts me to this day. All over simple differences in the brain and differences in interests. I was more into books and science where as the other girls were into partying, drugs and boys. They treated me like a quasi human or sub human. As an autistic person I did not relay this to my parents until a few years ago. My first major depression was when I was in high school trigger unknown, since then there were self esteem issues and reoccurring depression and nightmares. I still struggle with this but I am slowly going back on my feet. Beside being an Medical Examiner I also want to climb Everest for autism awareness and acceptance so no one has to go through what I went through back then. I also want to climb mount K2 for cancer research since everyone in my family has had cancer, some didn’t beat it and I want them to be remembered.

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Space fish

As I stargaze

I notice

Two perfect

Triangles in the sky

And goldfish

Jumping through them

Like a ring of fire.

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The idiot and the poppies

Once upon at time in a far away land there was this scragglie street urchin who was so Hungry but he had not have a coin on him. Soon the hunger was driving this young man crazy that he ran and ate a lot of poppies thinking they were harmless. But this idiot didn’t know what was going to happen to him.

Soon he went back to town, the demon flower did not affect him yet until he was in the middle of the town. Remember this was in antiquity so the people didn’t know what to do.

The young man felt euphoric high and was talking about philosophy and was relaxed. He didn’t want to eat and oddly enough he felt no pain. So this youngster was doing stupid stunts not knowing that he hurt himself.

Now this is where it gets interesting.... he ended up seeing things that weren’t there and not real voices. With these hallucinations the poor guy ended up ranting and raving- scaring the town folk. Soon the guy died of his poppy lunch but someone was recording the problem and came up with ideas for the next incident should it happen. Perplexed the people wanted to know more. They looked into the mind and body to see how they work. This continues for eons until the concepts of medicine, psychology and psychiatry came about. The street urchin open to us a new and braver world.

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It 3:32 and I feel frustrated.

I feel frustrated because my fucking boobs won’t stop hurting and the quack gave me some stupid meds that Are SUPPOSED TO GET RID OF THE PAIN but the fucking pills are a waste of money. The you know what’s won’t stop hurting and the frustrating parts are that I cannot eat or socialize because of the fucking pain. It’s driving me fucking nuts.... I try to be positive but with the intense pain I fear that the fucking things are cancerous. I mean I could not go to my fucking group with my friends. Instead I have to deal with these two annoying mothers. On a positive hand I was able to sleep last night

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For my mom’s birthday. She is an Aries.

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Pain (the story of my fucked up weekend.)

They say that not giving pain relief is the worst torture there is. Today I lost a friend Lisa to the rough life style. Besides my tittles hurting like a mother fucker. The out rage was so intense along with the pain that I am suffering. I don’t know what the fuck hurts more lossing a life long friend to the goth lifestyle and in general. I was worried about her all day thinking that she was baiting her self for preditators unknowingly and end up dead. As for me I might as well be dead because the pain is so intense that it is effecting my mood and my relationship with parents. This was a cluster fuck of a weekend. As for Lisa I still remember how we met in school she wanted to do a puzzle and I threw the pieces at her and she called me a bumhead and I laughed. The rest was history. But since the accident I feel like I am living the book the kite runner where the friends drift away because bad cercomstances that and my fucking boob won’t stop. I think I felt a painful lump early this morning and I got worried. I don’t know who is going to die first Lisa by homicide or me by cancer. Either way we are in a bad situation. I am hoping to get my breasts removed so I can live a life. As for my friend I had to block her off and report her. I hope I don’t have to do her Autopsy one day for the choices she made. You can block flight pics but you can not block intense physical or the emotional pain of disowning someone.

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A week post break up.

Besides my left breast I have no emotional nor physical pain since last Sunday -st paddies Day. I wrote a painful but sad story that forced me to let go of the sonn of a bitch. It was So nsfw I decided to move on. So last night I put on some simpsonwave and drifted to sleep and was dead for the whole night until a rude wake up call. We went to the pub and j was able to enjoy myself and the waitress showed me some cold necklaces that were full of her parents ashes and that peak my interest. Some I was talking about rebirth. Though the necklace idea is brilliant (let’s just say my pearls are not going anywhere as for as I am concerned. ). Ass for the male whore I am glad I ended it.