Unbalance balance

I am mentally unbalanced but that makes me balanced. I never get to broken up over somebody. I never get stuck on people that I love to death. People have a hard time grasping the concept that just because one of my personality love you don't mean the other one do. Thus making me balanced. I'm never too down but also I'm never to excited or happy about someone. Sometimes the realization of that hurts people feelings when they care about me. I don't want to fucking hurt nobody. It's not my fault tho. I give everybody the same warning. I tell them all I'm crazy.

See thats the problem with America you see the beware of dog sign and when you get bit you want to sue somebody. Take responsibility for your actions. You ignored the warning signs.

That comes across so mean but its so true. What you want me to do be one of those people who push people away and don't let anyone get close? Nah How about you read the sign before you come in my back yard. LOL that sounded so nasty. “No butt sex!”

See the real problem is. My personality are so opposite its like a venus fly trap. You see innocent dweebie and you think I can mac her she so book smart I will blow her mind with this game. WRONG!!! That's when Nesha comes in when you got use to me buying that shit and she puts her feet on your sofa she all on your table with out a coaster. Now you are the one saying you are nothing like I thought you were.

I'm not running game its just one of my personality will buy it and one wont and when she see it she will call you on it, and shatter the dream you sold me.

Allegedly

Because of legal reason mainly my probation I can't tell you what happen I can only say what has been alleged to have happened.

So my ex Lance alleged that when he picked up his space jam Jordan's from my house they weren't in the same condition he left them. He complained of a strong Pee like smell. He questioned me about what happened to his shoes. First accusing me of letting my dog piss on them and then asking if I had thrown them in the toilet.

I then asked Lance if he was crazy. Because only a crazy person would seek out another crazy person to date. Who would be considered more crazy, the person who “ALLEGEDLY” pissed in a red plastic party cup and poured said urine inside the sneakers, and let the pee soak in and then took a blow dryer to dry said pee to preserve a pissy smell. Or the person who was dating that person who left his property at her house and then called her up and pushed her buttons while on speaker phone so bitches could laugh?

Then Lance said something to the effect of you are going to pay for my shoes. It was at this time my Pitt bull allegedly began to growl and bark at Lance violently on my alleged command.