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Starfuckers Inc.




I don’t get used, and I don’t like feeling like I’ve been used for doing something I enjoy. This is why it’s done. This is now affecting my health and my actual family. It’s better for me and my mental health to stick to me and my crew with this con bullshit anyways. That’s always the way it worked even back in 13 to 15 before I got fed up and quit the last time.


This time I think it’ll eventually be for keeps. I’m done playing politics with peons that have no idea who I am in real life. Fuck off. I don’t need you. 


I am completely at peace with this decision and I actually think it’s better for me than anything I have done with thing. It was nice finally do a non toy con in the actual city I was born in and spent my formative adult years in but honestly. One and done. I don’t need this anymore. There are too many emotional vampires involved in it sucking out my positive energy. And I don’t need that. 


I won’t be talked down to by anyone least of all someone I consider a starfucker and an immature person.  You had my respect for bringing me into this but the last bridge has been burnt.  I feel like being used this weekend was planned.


When I stop caring about something, I completely stop caring. And I’ve stopped caring. It wont come back agian. I don’t like being this angry. And to be honest this thing has evolved into being a threat to my family in a way the vendor thing never did. That provided. This just provides headaches. I’m done. 


Goodbye.


I am a phoenix and I do don’t like order. I can flame out in chaos and be reborn stronger and better, just like the legendary bird. It’s probably time in multiple ways in my life to flame out and rebrand myself again. Every five or ten years I end up changing a lot drastically anyways. This might be a good excuse to do so. 


I just dont want to be around shitty people. I don’t care who they are or what my former loyalty to them was. I’m sick of pats on the back with a knife in hand.  I’m not a team player and like the old t shirt I had with years ago says, Does not play well with others. 

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