I moved to the country on five acres. Still have my house in the hood, which I’m about to list and make a bunch of money on. I know what I’m doing. Can’t fight the liberal machine that ruined my hometown with niggers. Don’t care anymore. They can have it. I lived and worked there for 43 years. I did all I could do. Payed my taxes, made the neighborhood great by buying and flipping houses for the better. Had to go.
My trajectory sounds very similar, minus owning any anchor property. Left that joint and life in the Big Shitty back in ‘05, and I love my new digs so much, I will never leave. Almost had a divorce over that issue, not really, but it was heading that way. I was able to provide some of what my wife needed to find more happiness where we live now, and now she sounds like me about never leaving. The best thing WE ever did, and it’s still getting better.
My wife actually was the link to us getting out of the burns and into the country. We moved just outside of where she grew up. It’s been a real blessing to us both.
You stupid, vapid, second-order-consequence-blind cunt.
You loser that doesn’t have the wealth and wellbeing that I have through hard work and investments that puts me in a position to buy and sell your sorry ass any day of the week. I
That's exactly what I'm talking about. Unlike your granddaughters not everyone is for sale, you pathetic fuck. Everything always comes down to money for Der Ewige Boomer.
It is a constant challenge to my faith to pray for you miserable souls, that some of you might repent and escape the pit. It goes against my nature, but Christ is merciful.
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