>>4209
My novels are successful and have a following. Unlike you.
My wife loves me and is loyal, I have a soulmate who I can be thankful for—unlike you.
We've never touched meth in our entire lives and live in an expensive townhome which you could never afford because you have no marketable skill to acquire any income.
You look at me and you see a successful male who has people lined up to suck his dick. And you are mad. Broken. Pathetic. If you had the cojones to at the very least call me on the phone and confront me I would respect you for summoning the courage to do that much.
But you can't. You're less than pathetic. Pathetic is something people feel sorry for. I cannot feel any remorse or empathy toward you because you have no guts. Everything you've said here so far is false, name calling, teasing, immature trash which reflects the kind of person you are: a broken defunct. A degenerate.