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No point in saying very much, everything is too controversial to bring anything but unwanted opinions. Apparently I have done something wrong, because apparently I'm a bad person. Fuck you. I was with Ali at the clinic. While I was out and some little fucks stole from my house. I have my suspicions. I won't go into great detail because have nothing to prove. But I have reason to believe, and have decide not to treat this lightly, this will not go untended to. First my family, now my brother and I. I see this a a direct hit. Someone close to home - obviously someone who has known my brother long enough - did this. This wasn't a fluke, these people, knew that nobody was home, and had means of getting inside the house. The locks have been changed, don't fuck around. I choose who comes into my house now. And nobody without me or one of my family members. Except for one of two pople I find trustworthy. I await the moment I am at home, should this happen again. All the power to me!
LITTLE FUCKS. They snuck around from the back and checked in the kitchen window to see if anyone was home. I know it. I saw the trail, the clues. Their un fortunate inabilities to cover their tracks. Honestly, there are few people who will feel comfortable enough to come from the back. They also waited around until I wasn't home. 2 hours, 2 fucking hours. I know who you are. Don't fucking try it again. There were few people in the area who know my brother and I, at the time of the occurence.
This isn't over. It's not an episode, where everything goes back to normal afer day. It will follow you, precede you, you dim-wittd shit heads.
I know. I really do.
Two of them yes, one I am unsure.
I will find out shortly.
You will regret this.
This is not an empty threat.
If I can't catch you, I know enough about you, the ones I believe to be the culprits to use the law to fuck you an those around you over. You really dug yourself deep in yur little sht holes.
Blood is forever.
Yours will go down with you if I see to it.
All becuse you live in a fantasy world of rogues and bandits.
LITTLE FUCKS. They snuck around from the back and checked in the kitchen window to see if anyone was home. I know it. I saw the trail, the clues. Their un fortunate inabilities to cover their tracks. Honestly, there are few people who will feel comfortable enough to come from the back. They also waited around until I wasn't home. 2 hours, 2 fucking hours. I know who you are. Don't fucking try it again. There were few people in the area who know my brother and I, at the time of the occurence.
This isn't over. It's not an episode, where everything goes back to normal afer day. It will follow you, precede you, you dim-wittd shit heads.
I know. I really do.
Two of them yes, one I am unsure.
I will find out shortly.
You will regret this.
This is not an empty threat.
If I can't catch you, I know enough about you, the ones I believe to be the culprits to use the law to fuck you an those around you over. You really dug yourself deep in yur little sht holes.
Blood is forever.
Yours will go down with you if I see to it.
All becuse you live in a fantasy world of rogues and bandits.