Finally, MY side of the story. Litany of grievances. Levels of Deception from a sicko, putrid ol' Hag. My ol' 'Love Shack' was in disrepair when the forecasted end came upon us all. My documented HATRED of 'mein Mutter' an' some o' her unadulterated trechery, spite n' levels of blatant LIES. She/it aspired to attract 'sorrow' from anyone who'd listen. For me, the sad part of her 'Tea n' Sympathy' sessions was people actually believed her lies. I couldn't win, so I HATE, HATE, HATED the ol' Dog-Witch n' Berlie (rotten fishguts). The Bank now owns our Estate as I predicted. I was born/given these Moronic 'rellies' to learn Tolerance an' Compassion in this lifetime.
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