I’m really starting to be f****** done with this, assuming you’re actually Siren and not some random floozy who’s gotten me confused with someone else, I’m not tryna get another year of probation. I have waited years to clear things up with you. I will wait until November. After that, Either find a way to hit me up and clear things up very clearly and non-anonymously so I don’t end up delusional and hopeful as s*** just before I crash and burn for the 6th or 7th time, or do both of us a favor and get another year extension on that HPO so I don’t send you a bunch of desperate texts at 4 am when I’m spiraling. I am not showing up to court either way. Knowing you, you’re the type of person to have a giant list of circumstancial evidence that in pieces would be irrelevant but as a whole paint a very convincing case for my guilt, time stamped dates of your twitter and instagramm posts with coresponding dates of my reply posts on here over the course of months. Personal details sprinkled throughout which can be used to identify both of us. SO you know what, I’m not even gonna bother trying to battle it. I don’t give a f*** about background checks because I’m a f****** deadbeat and I’m not allowed to get a firearms liscence regardless of what you do. I am not falling for your bait. I am not going to contact you anywhere but here first because that will make me life a living hell and I still think you want to punish me for the hell I put you through these last couple years. You’re betting on my gulibility and timeless love for you to cause me to crash my ship into your rock upon hearing your bewitching invitation to salvation, just you can turn around and cleave me in twain with the help of the law. IF you REALLY WANTED to talk to me directly, you could easily take up an alias and contact me in secret and keep s*** vague, but nahhh…. I’m done humoring these delusions and your petty f****** mindgames. I know at the very least you sit here watching me, reading what I post. So if its not you and youre letting this s*** spiral out of control without stopping it, or if you’re just f****** with me because I’m desperate and gullible for a laugh, you’re a gigantic f****** b**** and I hope you die alone.