rich lady when she has to sign two sentences to tell social security that i exist and can get healthcare: ummm...... idk..... this seems like a contract....... i have to think about it.......... i have to protect my interests.....
the full text of the thing i want her to sign for me btw (edited for privacy)
i, rich shithead, affirm i own the house at number burbclave address. sapphoid sex icon psycomvet began occupancy here on a day in a month and she pays my greedy ass too much money for the pleasure.
THATS IT! LITERALLY!
i just want to see a FUCKING DOCTOR and because of the way the state works, shit for brains has me over a barrel she DOESNT EVEN KNOW EXISTS
i am sick to somebodys fucking death over having to be calm and measured when people KEEP DOING SHIT TO ME