YOU LISTENING TO ME MIKEY! You are one of those people who should first of all refrain from stalking me, that pisses me off, and we know you’re red headed f***** a** can’t do that, so at least shut your mouth but you better also pray for my safety. I don’t know if you’re one of those f****** weirdos, someone told me your mother became a f****** jehova who knows? I know there’s some good old catholic in there too, who knows if it’s practiced seriously. You f****** pray for my well being because I am going to be pretty f****** pissed off if I need to go because of something stupid like you or your fat c*** sister being psychos, you know what I mean? When I tie you to people like that Roper character at that site, the one I caught stalking me, see that was an example of how intelligent I am, my brain knew because I would watch, and I would go away for 2 weeks or a month, but watch, and they would go. Then I would come back, and then there they are, over and over again, until my boiling point where I snapped and lost it on you for talking s*** about me to someone on there, thinking I didn’t see it or know. I was watching you, for a year. It wasn’t even intentional, my brain scanned it and you had a giant flourecent red light on you. I think about that and way back, the a****** grabbing the phone out of her hand going “you think you got the best of me eh???!!” all drunk, I was honestly like “????” what the f*** is that about? Who was that? it just makes me think “who the f*** is this guy?” If I’m being honest, I didn’t give the slightest f*** about you one way or another. It didn’t matter, and regardless and I’m the kind of guy, I could hate your guts, you’re an a****** to me, you’re not the first, but I’m the kind of person that can s*** it up, ignore the unlike, and just be happy that I don’t need to see your face at diner, for the better of everything else, and in 2003, I would’ve been happy to never see or hear from you ever again, forgotten. And you were a d***, I would have reason to hold grudge, but you’re gone? Good. That’s all I need. Bye. I’m not frothing at the mouth like The Emperor, stalking me, but for me it’s the idea that you hold such a grudge against me for whatever reason, you didn’t like that I liked your sister, and she liked me too actually, like I said it was all her, and it was? Or it could even be something stupid like you think I got the best of you, you’re genetics make you a volatile person, a real f****** idiot prick to be blunt, you’re one of those a******, so you do what you do, and it’s making me hate you, which to me is taking it back to where I don’t want to be…. I don’t like you either, but that’s cool, because you are not here and I am not there and that’s good, so you’re forcing me to hate and waste energy. It’s the same with your b**** sister. If I can go 2 weeks, like recently, 2 weeks where some f****** a****** is not dragging this s*** back into my life for even 1 day, for whatever reason, insecurity, jealousy, whatever it is, if I can go 2 weeks without being reminded in some way, it’s the most peaceful feeling in the world. It’s great. I realize 2 things. 1) I’m over her and it, truly, I’m not angry, irritated, bothered, stressed, I actually find myself thinking “yeah, I forgive her”. She is a dark cloud. I don’t care about who, when, what, where, I don’t care. Doesn’t last long though. Doesn’t take much either. My name, I’m irritated. Too much, f*** off, I’m done. It’s pointless. I’m not getting back with her in any way, she is dangerous, you are dangerous, you’re family is dangerous, and I was a f****** idiot in my late 20’s. I want peace. By peace I mean, everyone forget anything ever happened. I’m down with that. I got wronged though. I’m the only one who got wronged out of that deal. I’m not the one who needs forgiving. That’s a fact. I’ve definitely tried hard to made my peace where it mattered. I did what I could, if that’s not good enough, too bad. I tried harder than most people do, more genuinely. Anyone who fucks with me over her, especially now, really f****** pisses me off. That’s long done.

I’m done with everything from my past actually. I trust none of it or any of the people in it. Not even a little bit. I couldn’t possibly.