Once I’ve had a family, dad, mom,
Siblings, thought, happily.
They had to screw things up with it,
I’ll fuck them up, just look at me!
Writing a book (at 4th chapter currently, autobiography), finishing and trying to get it published while they all are still alive and well, so they can read it. They (family members) get their prints from me posted, not that they would have to miss out on the “pleasure” reading all the things they fucked up in our lives in the past (and current).
I warned them often enough in the past, stop fucking with us, enough is enough. Well, should’ve listened. So should have!
Oh, I have the feeling, 2022 will be fun!
For me. 😀