Assaults back in Minneapolis (some catch-up dreariness)

I left Minneapolis/St. Paul because I was getting assaulted in the Hostel there.  (The man I believe was allowing my family into the Hostel quit his job one day while I was making a video for facebook about the assault so it's safe now..I had no more problems but I decided to leave before they found and bribed another willing employee .)

But off things were happening like panties getting ripped, torn and stretched out to unwearable.  Bras cut up...the hooks just cut off a lace bra!  Jewelry and make-up going missing.  Black socks....then jeans and pants look "highwater" when I wear short white ones....they always would go missing or "holey" constantly.  Any Cool Clothes get torn or stolen....O,O,ooooooo,  just remembered

They stole my fave black sweater (knee length cardi) Right Here in Cali...right out of my bag in L.A.  (L.A didn't treat me very well, I was drawn to the City by Invitation.)

Family likes to assault my mouth....I believe because I like to speak Truth and because I am open about my Bi-sexuality and consenting (non-lethal) Kink.  I also enjoy Rock music...a "sin" to them.

Here is a pic from earlier this summer in Minneapolis (5/30/2016)when they put some kind of acidic abrasive in my mouth while I slept (Probably LYE) and my skin inside my lower lip started sloughing off.   This is NOT the first time I awoke with this condition at the Hostel in Minneapolis.  The first time was after I visited the Gay 90's bar.   They want my bi-sexuality to be a "lie", hence the Lye.

They are gods of the overpun.

But, my point is that I was assaulted in Minneapolis, when my friend who was letting me room with her got twiggy after I got my tattoo and ousted me to the street...I got beat up there.

With out living space in Minnesota or without living space in California.  Already isolated from friends and family...already assaulted.  Why not try to take my chances on the coast and try to find Proof of the Clone that Stole my Copyright.

I want to Rock.

Selfish?  That's what some might say.  I say I am DRIVEN by my DNA and I AM.