Black Jack The Ripper

I am going to take a break from talking about the fake drama on the island and talk about my weird run in with a guy I met at Papa’s black Eden event. At first, I thought he was a cute nerdy fellow until my sixth sense kicked in. I kept getting this gross vibe from him (even though it was a sex positive event, and he was wearing clothes) but I didn’t know where it was coming from. I followed me around the party like a puppy (and I loved it but couldn’t get rid of the gross vibes he gave me.) It wasn’t until I was watching Bailey Sairian talk about Jack the ripper (and the transgender women arguing about periods) did I get this gut feeling about my little friend. The thing is that I gave him my number (thinking the gross vibes were just horny people) but I kept getting these red flags about him. The alarm went off when I had a crazy dream about someone selling their soul to the devil. I usually get theme songs that are positive but with this guy I got J. Moss Livin 4 in my head. The main line I kept hearing was “entice by the things you do is a one-way ticket to devil’s hell fooling with you. Later that day I had an epiphany that this guy could be a Black Jack the Ripper. The funny part about this. Is that I have been around a lot of famous people (even Raz) and none of them have given me demonic vibes like this guy. Then I started to think about a story I saw on the Shade room about the uptick of transgender being murdered. Immediately my eyes got big. This made my heart drop. Just because I was curious, I almost got myself into deep trouble fooling with someone because they looked like a “good guy” when I could have been missing (not for long because I would have drove his ass crazy). It was pretty obvious something was wrong with him because everybody (including me) was in lingerie or silky pjs. He was in a green shirt and khaki pants. If you ask me, there was snake in the garden, and he was there looking like a “good guy”. Yall stay safe.