MinsterBaby

Crazy bitch shows up today with the police to get the stuff I told her I found. There's really something wrong with her. I've never laid a finger on her (had to stop her from hitting me - she's the middle of 3 girls and they'd fight like dogs, smash each others stuff..just not a well balanced bunch) She shows up with the cops to get the box on the top of the stairs... They're all like expecting some, idk, confrontation and I hand them the stuff at my feet and leave. I'm better off. Even after 6 years of "I love you's" I'm really believing I'm better off and will be alright... oh boy