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You want to fuck with me when all I ever did was ever try to fucking help you? I will make you’re fucking life hell. You have no idea what I have had to deal with in the last 5 years. Unhinged doesn’t even cover it. You wanna fuck with this peace I have found I will fuck with you and you will fucking regret it. I have no fucking patience for people like you in my fucking life. And I will 100% make Sure that you are not part of my life. 

You’re just another loser that fucking ripped me off that i distanced myself because of the fucking war. But don’t forget I voluntarily surrendered that war. Doesn’t make me any less of a soldier or a fighter, if you want a fight don’t anonymously poke the warrior, the fucking demon will come out.

The demon doesn’t care. The demon knows all your secrets too. Once upon a time we used to be friends. I ate holiday dinners at your house. I can fucking destroy you with accusations too. Too bad I’m not going to do it from a fucking computer. I’ll confront you face to fucking face.

I know where and who your skeletons hide. I can unbury your bodies too.

I may have found peace. But that doesn’t mean that when I need to play defense that the angry unhinged side of me can’t come out to play once in a while.

For fucks sakes I go to mosh pits to have fun. Just ask Spencer what happens when you test me at the front of the pit. And that applies to real life too. 

I can’t believe I ever risked myself for you and yours. You wont accord me and mine the same respect, I wont care what happens to you when I make you’re world burn.

I have bigger fish to fry than you in this world, so if a mosquito thinks she’s worthy of my attention from something 7 years ago. I will make your life a living fucking hell. You have absolutely no idea what I have had to deal with in those last seven years. And who I have in my life to protect. If you fuck with that, I will fuck with you.

…and I have your secrets too. The difference is I respect your innocents even if you don’t respect mine. But please, fuck with me some more. Piss me off some more. You weren’t hard to figure out. You let something slip you shouldn’t have. And I will 100% make your life a living hell for trying to destroy the little bit of peace I have left in my life. 

Welcome to HorrorWood.

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