So I am having a hard time lately, live with my Sociopathic Uncle who by the way never went into work and still got paid for it hansomely while sitting on his a$$ and doing drugs. So I have a hard time finding work. Found a job that I worked at yesterday from 5am to 11pm at night. I came home for 1 lunch break and everyone was out of the house, but my Uncle.
He trashed my and my brother's room by throwing everything all over the place. Slammed my $200 vacuum in front of my bed. He took things with dirty water, soap and threw these things on my bed that soaked my bed and threw everything all around me and my brothers room. My bed was all wet and there were bugs flying around the room. He took the garbarge bucket and threw it in my brothers closet on top of his clothes.
And my brother just confronted my mother and she said you have to be careful it's my Uncles apartment and look at what the neighbor just did to his 19 year old daughter. He always kicks her out and they are both addicts. So than my brother says well he is trying to go to school and get his life together what is the 19 year old girl doing meaning that my brother is nothing like the 19 year old girl next door. And my mother keeps going on that My Uncle and this girls 19 year old father (BOTH MALIGNANT SOCIOPATHIC ABUSERS) can do whatever they damn well f--cking please beecause they are paying the rent and own the house/or pay rent. And my brother is like so if someone pays the rent than that gives them the right to abuse you.
And than it turns to me and how my side of the room is a mess and my brother can't walk on that side of the room. So now it has turned to blaming me for his actions so I have to jump around to try and solve them for angry homo king p-nis man. And figure out what to do with my stuff which by the way my brother and I and all over our belongings are confined to this one room.
And the landlord is like the apartments a mess so your kids have to clean up the place or your kids have to clean up the room. They say nothing to my king pen-s man Uncle.
She wants my brother to now sit down with a maniac that just trashed our room and have a reasonable conversation with him. The word sick doesn't even begin to explain this.
All I can think is revenge. I hope someone beats the shit out of my Uncle, I hope he gets raped up the a$$ till he bleeds out--He actually might like that. Trash his room and his stuff and pour nasty shit all over his bed. I wonder do people have a right to destroy your property even though they pay rent. Also he should go to jail for what my Uncle did to my Aunt when she was 6 and see how tough he is when other inmates find out what he has done because he needs to feel the pain and torture he has caused. I don't think you can even ruin his stuff and hurt him because he is a disgusting homo pig that doesn't value anything.
If Jeffrey Dahmer was my Uncle and cut up someone's body because he couldn't open the door of his nephews room in the right way and there was a tiny vaccum behind the door which caused him to rage and go after people. My mother would say well you have to cater to Jeffrey Dahmer he has a point. You have to talk to Uncle Jeffrey and reason with him and listen to what he has to say.
Towards the end my Oldest Uncle wanted to hire this Uncle I am living with at his company. I would have luved to see this so this Uncle I am living with would trash his brother's company, office and property just to see how my oldest Uncle would react. But when my oldest Uncle offered him a job because they were both old, ugly, relaxed and old fuddy duddies my sociopathic Uncle that I live with turned it down.
My mother likes dangerous men and intense danger, but I am not the danger they are.
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