- Joined
- Apr 28, 2015
I had wanted to type this last night, but the shit the va has me on, I can barely talk a bit after I take it at night, let alone type. My dad took his life in front of 3 shit bags. He told them the pistol was for him, and they didn't need to worry about their safety. They drank for a few hours after they saw the pistol, instead of using the pay phone in between the bathrooms, that they went to multiple times, to call the cops, or call the cops when they stepped outside, they didn't. When I met them, they told me my dad raped their home, and it took the caco, my brother and my dad's friend to get me off them. Because I was going to kill them. If those 3 popped up on my door step asking for help, and the freak did as well. I'd help the shit bags, instead of Lucas. I would rather help people that let my dad die, instead of him. I'm not asking for pity or anything. But It blows my mind that I would rather help them, instead of him.
