The happiness of meeting Amber isn't gone. It's just the pissiness and rudeness of you and your lying houligans, whom I really don't think exist that pisses me off and is eating me up. I'm freaking sick Denise, can't you tell. I wasn't ill or had any health problems till they majorly fucked my life up. If it wasn't for you and your lying son of a bitch ass friends, maybe I'd still be in a good mood. Maybe my head would be on straight and maybe I wouldn't be so put off and frustrated with people the way that I am, but that isn't going to change things. Because what has been done has been done, and if you all want war you got it. You abused my kindness, honesty, loyalty, and trust and for what? For you all to get some kind of laugh, to get some sort of amusement out of me? Well I hope you and your houligans got all there laughter and amusement. Also if they are reading this, which is doubtful since they are chicken shits who run and hide and can't take the heat for jack shit, I would like every damn thing I've ever given to you back. Why?, might you be asking. Well here is the deal I'm in $40,000 debt, I can't do jack shit, and I spent a lot of money on you all and I want my stuff back so I can sale it. If you aren't going to speak to me I see no point in you keeping stuff I gave to you because not speaking to me, means you aren't my friends. Plus I would like all pictures you have of me back, cause why would you need them if you don't like me and think I'm one big fucking joke. I really don't get any of you and hopefully once you return everything, and I mean everything back to me I can forget about all of you and move on with my miserable fucking life. Denise I need all my textbooks back on Friday too, but watch you will flake like usual so I won't be expecting jack shit.