my love language is screaming and crying and involves slamming doors, blood on the walls and down everyones arms, blackouts and having the cops come verify ur not hearing voices telling u to kill everyone but everyone just thinks im bipolar. just an example.
or just wait til their kid is walking home from school then go find them and blow ur head off w/ a shotgun in front of them so theyre permanently traumatized af and are sure to create a mountain of problems in the next 15 years or so that their parents will find ultimately insurmountable
yea a much better way would be to just permanently mutilate them in a way that will affect their mobility for the rest of their lives, like totally severing their ACL or some shit then just lil peeping ur way out of the world with a pretty smiling face so thats what they remember ever time they wanna get up for a glass of water
or do acid or a bunch of rc dissociatives or something like that, holidays are great for that because you can go out walking and everything is always way more relaxed on those days and less ppl out so its convenient
set it up to make it look like your house is going to be vacant and has a bunch of cash or drugs or something in it that people know about then spend days setting up various booby traps around the house so that you can catch burglars red handed like an IRL home alone
im approaching my weekly limit for socialization with the world (not including jesus and my favorite person (COPYRIGHTED)) im about to throw my computer in the ocean before i have a total meltdown
