~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~