12-17-2014, 12:00 AM
The iobs that hurt me that night were my allies. I hurt myself. I spun them into evil positions and with my knowledge they hurt me. I took them off and I kept my own power. I do not let people anymore use my gifts and my knowledge without my consent. I took down their weapons. I called them on today and told them to try again and they are now weak. They have very little now. I can take back what I give, and I do. Yet I keep what is mine, and all those weapons are mine. I can cast them and you into a cockroach on the street that gets run over, then again and again and again. A maggot in a heap of **** barely able to breath. I can cast anyone into anyhting and so beware my.... friend.