What’s the point of all the stuff we buy and have? There’s lots of stuff I see that I’m like ‘wow, I want that, it’s cool, I need it’ but I really don’t. I’ve got lots of stuff and I don’t need it, it’s not like I can take it with me when I die anyway, so why have it? I guess it’s too make our lives better in some way, but does it really? Maybe to make our lives happier or just bearable as in reality our lives suck, yes that’s everyone’s life I think, or maybe it’s just me?!
What’s the point of trying to live a good life when other people can just go around and spread lies about you?
I haven’t been writing much here or anywhere really for a long time as I’m dealing with a lot of bad shit in my life and battling depression I guess you could say, not that anyone really gives a shit really about what I have to say so it probably doesn’t really matter if I write or not, no one would miss me I’m sure…
So my wonderful neighbor is at it again.
This should be illegal in my opinion, but sadly it isn’t.
White car is my neighbor:
I hate people, especially my neighbor, he egged my van.
This morning I took my son to school and noticed someone egged his car, whatever not my problem. We live on a main avenue and our vehicles have been egged, hit, hit with paintballs, flat tires, mirrors knocked off, keyed and my favorite was when someone loosened all the lug nuts on my front passenger tire and I almost wrecked.His car being egged, well, I didn’t think anything of it at all and went about my business.
A few hours later he gets company and they tell him his car got egged. I know this because our houses are only about 10 feet apart and the windows were open, I could hear everything plain and clear. The whole conversation. He proceeds to automatically blame me and he also has a truck that apparently had gotten flat tires and other damage done to it, and he blames me for that too it seems.
I don’t know the guy, don’t know his name, he’s rarely home. Spoke to him once this summer and asked him to keep the noise down as he had people over and was outside with them and it was about 12:30am and my wife gets up at 5am and I do to as my son was going to summer camp early in the morning. I asked him to keep it down and they got quiet and that was the end of it, it was all good or so I thought.
Apparently this guy blames me for all this shit going on. he’s not worth my time or energy, and why the hell am I getting blamed?
Seriously, I must attract assholes for whatever reason. I don’t bother anyone, I try not to even leave the damn house unless I absolutely have to.
So I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do now. I did go to the police and they said there’s nothing they can do as there’s no proof, just a REALLY big coincidence that my van gets egged right after he blames me for his car getting egged.The officer understood and yeah he thinks the guy egged my van, but there’s nothing he can do about it without proof.
Life sucks, I just want to be left alone really….
