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Stolen Child. Insane grandma. Homeless mom. Convicted boyfriend. Minimum wage. Passport with no plane ticket. A life broken. No funds. No career. No future. The Wrath has spoken. It has been heard to deaf ears that hear. Damnation. A damned nation. America. No justice. Mo deals. No bargains. No victories. Only misery. A nightmare. Successful nightmare. No escape. In death do you win life or lose it. I don't know how to play this game. People lose games they I can't play. I don't have any players on my team. No cheerleaders. All I hear is "Boooo"..... I hate this world and the people in it 100% nothing this. Solitude. Loner. Solo. America's #0. A day in the life of nobody. No one who matters. No skills. No Talent. No manners. B****y. Bitter & sarcastic. All the flaws no one would want. Friendless. Thoughtless. Dangerous. I am a bad mother. I am a bad girlfriend. A driver. A bad person. A liar. I seek vengeance. Always and forever. Never forgives. Never forgets. Never gets justice not in this lifetime. A heart of pure hatred. Just like "Grandma". But not to Ariel just the rest of the world. Filthy rich makes me sick. Squandered wealth. Gamblers, drug smugglers, prostitution, slander rape, & con artists they all make me sick. Carnivores, butchers, sadistic criminals, pyro's, nymphos, pimps, sm*t, hustler's, farmers, & attorneys. Sick to my stomach. The boiling point. Incest detest.