JOAN JETT SPIED ON MY PASSWORD. MY MOTHER STOLE THE FRUIT I HAD JUST BOUGHT FOR THE TAPIERO (THIS MORNING SHE WAS WITH A WOMAN I HAVE SEEN WITH CARMEN TAPIERO, IN THE BACK YARD, SAYING SHE WAS THE NURSE OF A PERSON NEARBY) AND REPLACED IT WITH OTHER, OLDER. THERE'S A DESSICANT IN MY JUICE, SAME AS THE WATER AT LONG ISLAND JEWISH. I HAVE A BRUISE ON MY UPPER ARM. SHE JUST ADMITTED THAT SHE CUT MY GUM AND TOOTH ALONG WITH FRANK MARZELLA UNTIL I BECOME FOR MUSSOLINI, UNTIL I DO HER FAMILY'S WILL, UNTIL I LEAVE MY INHERITANCE WITH MARTA TAPIERO. SHE WANTS TO RUN AWAY TO ITALY,PROBABLY.