~Don't Fight for Victory, Fight for Honor,

Yesterday, was the FINAL straw! The bastard came over yesterday, and asked if we had a problem with him. So my mother, politely, told him, that sahe was angry with him, and he left. He had his wife call up later, and said that he wanted his comic books, his cards, and his wife's crockpots back, and that he was bringing the DirecTV over.

I was fucking PISSED!!! Not only do we need to find a new home, but we also need to pay first month's rent on it, First, last, and Security, and now, that son of a bitch has made things worse, by giving up on the fucking contract! Now we have to pay a $450 fucking cancellation fee because of that bastard! He sent his wife up, apparently because he's a big pussy.

He had the NERVE to use his wife as a messenger, and ask us if we were still going to pay rent...UP YOURS ASSHOLE

So, I've decided that that is the final straw;

I AM DONE WITH PEOPLE!!! EVERYONE CAN GO TO HELL, AND LEAVE ME AND MY FAMILY THE FUCK ALONE!!!

Aside from my friends, the rest of the world could go up in flames, and I wouldn't give a shit. I'm tired of people fucking us over, no matter how much we do for them. They take what they need or want, and just kick us under the rug. Well not any more. Fuck them all. Fuck everyone, may all the backstabbers and False Friends burn in hell. I'm done.

I quit. =__=

And then Victory will come on its own~

~Don't Fight for Victory, Fight for Honor,

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, right? That rock bottom was as bad as it got? Hardly. We've been looking for homes because as you all know, we're being forced out of our house because our "so called friends" stabbed us in the back, yet again.

Well, here's the good part. All the rents we've found so far are $1300 a month or higher. Oh, it gets better; many houses we've found wont accept pets or smoking. Some allow only 1 pet. Which means, we may end up having to get rid of Cookie, who, mind you, has become part of the family, and one of my best friends. Isn't that nice?

So because of our oh so wonderful friends, we may end up having to get rid of a very close member of the family, just to have a place to live. THIS FUCKING SUCKS!!!

As if my anxiety wasn't high enough, I learn about this new little detail. Yep. We may end up giving away one of my best friends, and a member of the family, all because of those fucking back stabbing son of a bitches that DARED to call themselves our friends.

My anxiety is back, and it doesn't look like I'll be coming off my meds any time soon. And to make matters EVEN WORSE, all of the places we've found are now gone. Being rented. The ones we can, and just barely, afford, don't want kids, pets, smokers, or will only allow one pet. Furthermore, I've never felt more miserable in my life, and my mother is crying at least once a day, making me feel even worse, because if I'd sent my books out long ago, we might not even be in this mess.

I HATE HUMAN BEINGS!!! I'm sick and tired of people. Always stabbing us in the back when we help them, not giving a damn how much harm they cause for their own benefit. From this day on, I want NOTHING TO DO WITH PEOPLE WHATSOEVER!!! Friend and Family are a different matter. Aside from them, the whole fucking world could go up in flames right now, and I wouldn't give a shit.

And then Victory will come on its own~

~Don't Fight for Victory, Fight for Honor,

So finally when things are looking up and I'm starting to feel better, we find out today that the owner of the house wants us put by the end of June.

Apparently, we were just her source of income to make it thoruhg the fucking winter, and now that winter is over, we've served our purpose, and now she wants the house back.
This fucking sucks. MAINE SUCKS!

Of all the states I've ever been too, I can say, this place has the worst people in the country. EVERYONE we have met in this state so far, has stabbed us in the back some way. Whether indirectly, or just plain fucking us over, like the whore who owns this house.

Originally, she was selling it to a family friend. Rent-To-Own. Mind you, rhose "Family Friends" stabbed us in the back as well, and as if that wasn't enough, the bitch that owns the place wants it back, and us out so she can move back in. Great, stabbed not once, but twice. =___=

Maine is officially the WORST state in the country, and at this point? I don't give a damn if any Mainers are pissed off at me or not. MAINE SUCKS!!!

And then Victory will come on its own~

~Don't Fight for Victory, Fight for Honor,

Well, my anxiety is improving. I guess enough for my doctor to suggest purposely skipping doses of my medicine to experiment and see if I'm ready to start coming off of it....and lemme tell ya, it seems to be working. ^^

That and I saw the eye doctor the other day (I can't, for the life of me, remember what they're called. D: ). Apparently, my eyesight has improved. I'm near sighted, by...now I'm less near sighted. So my next pair of glasses are going to be a step weaker than the last, and so on and so forth, if my sight continues to improve, until I don't need glasses at all. ^^

So, there's SOME good news at least. As for Twisted Destiny, and Darkness Rising, I hope to continue writing those again soon, but atm, I have a case of writer's block, and don't really feel to inclined to write for now, so....apologies on those.

Anyway, Happy Easter everyone! ^^

And then Victory will come on its own~

~Don't Fight for Victory, Fight for Honor,

Twisted Destiny! Congrats guys. It's one of my favorites, so I wont lie. I was hoping it would win the whole time. x3

Anyway, I'll get to posting that as soon as I can. I hope ye enjoy it as much as I did writing it. ^^

And then Victory will come on its own~