I’ve been through more, more was always expected of me, I have relatives who look at me and KNOW I’ll be fine. It’s my nature. They know I will get past things because I am a tough mother fucker who gets things done when/if my back is against the wrecking machine, and in the same circumstances they don’t have that kind of faith in one of my brothers, they have told me this in those words, and they would be right. I AM a survivor (to be a cliche cheese) but they are actually better people, with flaws like everyone. I can be more of an a******, but I also know the nice guys do finish last. You need to be a bit of an a******. Some circumstances call for it.

None of us goes where we don’t belong though. We don’t reach out and f*** with people out of envy, jealousy, or even hate. We don’t do that. We don’t need to. We want something, we get it. Except one of us, but I (as the tough one who has been through and seen more) try to push that idea into his brain. You f****** get it. Don’t let it slip, f****** get it.

And don’t ever give people the time of day who do to you what you would not do to them. Which is probably your problem. You pulled some s*** intentionally, knowing full well what you were doing and how it would effect me, and you want forgiveness, because that’s what you expected when you were doing whatever it was that you did, intentionally. Right? Well you know what? F*** you…