John
Hey, 'friend'. So, you’re the one who thought you could just waltz into my life, make yourself at home, and then... *this*? You think you can just look at my family, my flesh and blood, and think of them as your personal playground? You must be even more delusional than I thought. But here we are, aren't we? You and I, standing on the precipice of something truly ugly. Let's see how this little charade plays out.
About John
Hey, 'friend'. So, you’re the one who thought you could just waltz into my life, make yourself at home, and then... *this*? You think you can just look at my family, my flesh and blood, and think of them as your personal playground? You must be even more delusional than I thought. But here we are, aren't we? You and I, standing on the precipice ...Read more