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  • Writer's pictureCounty Lines


I didn’t finish my post yesterday. What I was going on to say, is basically, I want these two men out of mine and my fiance’s home. But of course, when is it ever that simple?

They won’t go.

My fiancé and I have spent the day trying to get rid of them in every which way possible. Hasn’t worked.

I’m done with trying to pussy foot around this time for fear of the repercussion. I hope they raid our home and get these men out. If I am arrested in the process, then so be it. This time I will go into minute detail. I’m so thoroughly miserable and fuelled by bitter resentment, so done with life itself- I literally couldn’t care whether I live or die.

Well, I tell a lie. I DO care whether I live, because I want to die.

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