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You Misspelled "simplest" , dumbass.
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Gee...I'm sorry your Mom was a crack whore, that does explain a lot...I think you need to quit projecting
your life onto other's, it keeps you living the nightmare that is
your life.
This whole "who loves you?" thing you are fixating on now amuses me a bit...you get hysterical over such childish things and share with all the FOs members what a psychological mess you are...you got the idea
during one psychotic episode, I guess, and no one wants to enter
your nightmare, it seems.
Anyone who wants to can post what they want to...you must be having wall-pounding frustration fits waiting for other people to join you in this nutty project.
And you seem be getting more and more frantic each post.
Your pain is rather boring, but you need somehow to find some acceptance somewhere, it's gotta be tough knowing you've reached the peak of your adult productivity as ... a dealer in a casino? Really?
You should be ashamed...not a great life for a big kid...small wonder you use binge drinking and excessive smoking to hold it together, until now.
Now you are losing it, and I am amused watching your meltdown.
It musta been hard having a whore for a Mom...get over it. Can't be that uncommon in Nevada; join a support group.