I blame a single person for making me feel this way.
Everyday, I loathe going back home. No, it's not because of the people. It's the house itself. It's already the rainy season and our house is far from its completion. We have leaks all over, molds forming everywhere (I swear I'm going to die of allergy complications) and disgusting insects all over the place.
I'm glad we sued you, you son of a bitch! And I hope you rot forever in your hole. May other people know your malicious intentions and never get you as their contractor. We're living in miserable conditions but I do wish and hope that even in your dreams you are plagued with your own problems.
You have caused many people a lot of problems. Not just us but your own family as well. You are taking them down with you and the only thing they did was be related to you. And it wasn't even their fault!
May God help your soul.
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