I'll Be Okay...

Own your own actions, hubby.

You made threats you were sending henchmen around, to your child's house,to fuck Taz off. You pretended in your delusion, that you were sitting on my roof, as a form of intimidation. You've said you've already paid someone to do the job and that it's a Done Deal.

If that's not fucked up then I don't know what is.

The only person people tell me to get out of my life...is You.

I don't see the point in trying to be friends.

Thanks for your lack of concern.

I'll be okay.