Saturday, 21 May 2016

..and while..

..K. is celebrating another drug Party with Girls in his room, F. is out with some very nice friends.

K. thinks he has won in convincing the landlady that I am the bad one.. punishing him for having had an affair with me (the opposite is the truth). She then called F. Who told her its all fine.. in 2 weeks, when she Comes for rent, we will both tell her that K has to go (OR we go.. which is something she wont risk). So far, after K sweet-talked her for an hour, playing heavily on her mother instinct (he really is a sociopath, and the perfect liar) she hasnt checked on the fake adress he had given on his rental Agreement. Why? I went there. The adress doesnt exist. I think I already mentioned that I have worked for a detective before.

F. Comes home Stone drunk at 4 in the morning. I hear nothing. K Comes home anytime.. I wake from my sleep like a hornet's just stung me. Thats the difference.

Two Young men fairly the same Age.. one completely rotten, one fairly innocent.

In the end, the truth will come out. But for the other people in my life who thought they could hurt me, use me, shame me, betray me, and worse.. I have a special surprise for you. :) In the future.

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