tl;dr I know its more nonsense. Ican't wait until your mother dies and you do something criminal within six months and have to go to prison. Then and only then will we know peace.
This guy is worried that I'm going to do something criminal.
Really... really let that sink it... as DOGE uncovers every other asshole around him whose been stealing literal TRILLIONS of dollars!
Oh, but... I'm the problem! The guy who lives the worst life while working the most.
You're worried about me.
Uh huh...
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You sound like my idiot brother. He's a poison person who poisons people.
Unfortunately for you, I'm a Christian, so I can't be poisoned.
I know for a fact that if anything happened to my mom the immediate asshole landlord would start trouble and I'd have to go and get a TRO to get at least 30 days to straighten out all my mom's affairs... he'll give me three days... some inhuman monsters like you will call that fair because... well, rapists are what they do. They let one little impulse rape control of their cognition field and then let that one little impulse rape creation out of others.
Selfish slashes.
Do you think I don't expect that? I was raised by hell, I was raised by abusers who literally tried to murder me on the regular!
It will not be difficult to sell large stuff. I assume I will have to because no one will rent me a storage unit... they might, but I assume I have the worst luck in life, because I have no shortage of abusers who try and create the worst luck for me. So I will not be able to find a place to store anything, so I will be forced to sell most of it, and my mom and I have already discussed plans for that, including plans for while she is still alive, because she also operates the same way and both of us assume that we could be randomly thrown at any moment for... literally any made up reason.
They've done this before. My mom and I are actually routinely targeted by the landlord, at least every six months or so they try to "evict us", but then it turns out that it's like a fake eviction notice and more like a warning, or they always have some excuse and it's always for some completely made up, incomprehensible stupid shit that's easily proven wrong. Like one time they threatened us with eviction because they said a lawn chair was leaning up against the side of the apartment. Another time they claimed we told a repair guy to "fuck off" when what we actually told him was "just fix it" after HE refused to fix something (instead tried to blame us, as if that accusation would even negate the need, but I guess he was looking for an excuse to just... not fix it)... but then, oops, yeah, what the fuck did you just read?
We record everything. My mom and I record absolutely everything, all the time. Because, again... we have to deal with inhuman assholes like you... all the time.
So no, we never told the guy to "fuck off", but that didn't stop them from threatening to evict us AGAIN and... you see how life is? Whether I'm here, not here, or my is here, or not here... doesn't matter to abusers... because my mom and I are both the kinds of people that abusers pick on.
We're "easy targets" who try to make themselves into "hard targets" by working together synergistically. It's why your kind doesn't like the notion of family members living as roommates... it fucks up your ability to abuse people. You can't abuse them as easily when they have other people to rely on.
My mom relies on me and I rely on her... and together we have a great number of ways and means of ruining shit for your rapish abusers.
So I know... oh I know you're just DROOLING over the idea of my mom dropping dead... cause you think that's gonna be your opportunity to TAKE SOMETHING, to RAPE SOMETHING out of me... but you're wrong... we've already anticipated every outcome of you.
This is how far ahead...
Your abuse will end. We don't need to operate like you. Your empire crumbles and still you accuse!
I can lose everything again... it's not like that would be "new" to me.
What's important, what matters... is me! I'm the one who can write past reality. Anything else is just... personal belongings. Things that abusers try to rape control of as a means of controlling you. They don't really value them at all, that's why they can't empathize with the loss of personal things. They don't recognize real value in life.
Everything I love in life could be burned again, but I always know the pain will give me paint to perceive even higher.
Your kind already burned what I love most.
Look at what I did with the pain you caused me...
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My mom is nice, she cooks really great food and her "boomer games" revolve around household chores that I sometimes steal from her like boss that attacks with nagging concerns (most of which I make up... like, oh there's a blizzard outside, you need help... 2 inches of snow).
Losing my mom would really be awful, but it wouldn't be the end of my world, because my world always extends past yours.
There's nothing you can burn that's greater than my own imagination... that's literally infinite and worth more than your concept of currency itself.
Do you really think I don't know people who don't recognize that fact?
I have people I can rely on for help... people... not... whatever tha'fuck you are. Monster.
