You ever just want to destroy a man who manipulates the fuck out of a friend. Apparently some shit has been going down, that my roommate/little sister has been reluctant to share. And today she filled me in. Part of me is missing my sword, the other part of me is thanking my mother for throwing it out because I could easily land myself in prison over this.
Today is not the day. I am not the person. You fuck with mine, I fuck you up. I don’t deal with manipulators anymore. And for her sake I’m not inserting myself until he comes to me to try to manipulate or isolate. The moment that happens, I’m going scorched earth.
That said, anybody know any pig farms in North Idaho? Asking for a body… I mean… friend.













