am i sure the death star is going down? look at my quant. look at him! you notice anything different about him? look at his eyes. i’ll give you a hint—his name’s a fucking number!! he doesn’t even speak english—it’s all beep-boop shit!! yeah, i’m sure.
I had a contract in a dilapidated condominium complex for a few years. Pay was fine, but the constant fear or being robbed or murdered was absolutely exhausting. Police were constantly there serving warrants and doing raids. Your average person has no clue what that environment does to your psyche. The fatigue.
@wayofftheres When we were kids our cat shit in my dad's bed. He rolled around in it all night. He woke up furious. Pretty funny if it doesn't happen to you. Js.