Constructive Deconstruction

Warning.

I don’t know you. But it seems you know quite a bit about me, and my family. And it seems you’re making serious threats to my family.

Now, i’ll be honest with you. I don’t who you are. I don’t know how exactly much you know. But if you get here, and you’re reading this. Then yes, this is for you.

I am warning you to stay away from my entire family. Settle. If you want, we meet, we settle it one time…If you harm anyone, i’ll tell you what’s going to happen. I’ll drop all my plans - school & work - and I will find you. And I will find everyone who’s working for you. And I will find your family. And I will taste their blood.

From what I know, you sound like an educated person. But if you cannot understand me, i’ll make it simple for you.

You don’t disturb my family, I don’t disturb yours. If you do, i’ll kill your mother, your father, your brother, your sister, your wife, your girlfriends, your children.
…I can find you.

a lot of shit happened a few hours ago…
it’s 3.55am now…

i’m highly stressed and confused…and lost.
There was a time when i’d know who to call…
But i should really just forget those days.

What is the purpose of having nice memories if they merely serve to remind you that you lost it all?
Is it really better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all?
Gee…did that guy try to give himself an excuse or something to make himself feel better?

Ironically, though, despite it being so long…she’s still the one i feel comfortable talking to…its like when i’m going through shit and see her online(or even if i don’t)…i really just wanna talk to her about it.

It’s like she’s my bestest friend.

or was.

heck, i just want to talk to someone right now…this sucks.