The Dangers of Traveling to Norfolk Virginia Alone

black woman being held at gunpoint by unknown predator 

Norfolk Virginia is the gayest city in Virginia and one of the gayest cities in all of the east coast and all of America. People are gay on another level there. They have a level of gay pride that I never seen before. It's raining gays everywhere. They have their evilness and gayness plastered all over their faces and sometimes they hide their evil behind a smile. Norfolk is like heaven for gay rainbows-they love every second of their community there. On every corner, on every block, in every store, in every hotel, there will be gays. If you're not gay then there's really no need to be there unless you are willing to put your life at risk.

There's a bunch of lesbian dykes and transvestites and transexuals that rape innocent people and frame them when they don't fulfill their sick stinky fantasies. There's a lot of pornography and a lot of child molestation, bestiality, theft, and murder there. There are brothels and human trafficking rings that are ran in people's private homes and in low budget motels. 

There are human traffickers, sleezy sex traffickers, and sexual predators lurking at the airport and also at the bus station. There are also dangerous predators at Norfolk State University and Old Dominion University. There are dangerous predators pretty much anywhere. If you don't know anyone, like me, you better watch your back.

There are crooked cops that will plant illegal weapons in your car so you might want to have cameras in your car. When you go to a hotel you might want to use an anti spy detector to see if anyone's spying- unless you like being watched without your permission. Whenever I travel to Norfolk, I stay to myself. I don't try to look for people to chill with or hang out with. That will get me killed, abused, or incarcerated - point blank. Like most major cities, that's all they have to offer me.

Whenever I enter into the city of Norfolk alone, I have to be prepared to die. There are murderers lurking on every corner and there's only one way in and one way out.

I'm not bragging on Norfolk. Narcissists might say that because they love their city and I'm just an outsider. I'm just telling the truth from what I've witnessed with my own two eyes and through my own personal tragedies.

Vintage photo of Norfolk 
image credit: Pexels 

Tommorow at 7 I'll be putting my life in jeopardy for a plate of food. I haven't eaten at any restaurants in Norfolk in several years because of the ongoing violence and life threatening terrorism. I ate out in that city one time a couple of months ago. This will be my second time in several years. I'll be visiting the most dangerous city in Virginia alone, so tune into Dine Like A Rapper 5 on my YouTube Livestream tomorrow at 7 pm. 

After I eat, I'm hauling ass. I'm not going to try to hang out and explore the city. I don't even like the zoo anymore. I rather sit in the wilderness and watch wild animals close up. I don't like the nightclubs and I don't like Granby street anymore and I don't want to experience their open mic nights. I don't wanna go shopping at the local malls and I don't like Janaf shopping center anymore. I don't even wanna go to the airport and try to fly away because my dog is too big. My dog weighs almost 100 lbs. 

I don't wanna book my dog at a boarding facility because I've seen to many predators on the Law & Crime Network and other crime channels that are into abusing animals. I don't trust anyone with my dog. People are bullying me too damn much. I've been watching the Law & Crime Network for over a year or more now.  

I don't want to try to go out on a random date with some sick ass creep that wants to molest me. I'm just going to eat and then leave the city of Norfolk right away. Some people love Norfolk and can survive there with no problem. That isn't the case for me. I don't like Waterside anymore and I don't like boat rides and yacht parties. I don't like concerts at the Norva anymore and I don't like the Chrysler Hall or the Chartway Arena. I don't wanna try to get an education or enroll back in college. I don't wanna join a gang anymore either because I'm getting older. Gangs are for the YNs. I don't want anything. I'm only there for the food- which is a important basic necessity.

Bendita por la santisima Muerte 

Death Disclaimer: If anything happens to me, immediately cremate my body and do not put me on a news report and do not spread the word. I do not want my ashes spread out in the Atlantic ocean. I want my kids to keep them in an urn on a shelf next to my pitbull. They need to keep fresh flowers by my ashes often, especially on my death day. Use furniture polish to wipe the urn down every three months. Keep my Santa Muerte necklace by my urn. 

I do not want anyone else to mourn for me. They can mind their business. They weren't with me when I was alive. Also know that if anyone says that I was a gay or in a relationship, they are telling lies. I have never been gay a day in my life and I was not in a relationship with anyone. I could never be in a relationship because these horny, incestuous, racist, lesbians that I kept rejecting kept bullying me and stealing my life and these gay ass men kept letting them. If anyone says they were my friend, they are telling a lie. I did not have any friends whatsoever. 

When I die there's going to be a lot of predators telling wicked lies on me and I'm not going to be able to stop them but I can try to advocate for myself and protect myself as much as possible while I'm still breathing. I don't expect anyone else on this earth to vouch for me. I wasn't a nice person to all those abusive yucky bullies and predators. I curved them all, after tolerating years of bullying, so I expect them all to hate me. I don't expect people that gay, nosey, and abusive to protect me, nor do I expect them to tell the truth.

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