This motherfucker is slowly making his way toward my home and children. Last sighting is 35 min away or so.
I don't have a gun and I regret that choice right now. I wouldn't wish this feeling of helplessness and terror on anyone.
This is always a mental health issue at its core.
Humor me and pick up a copy of Susan Faludis book "stiffed"
This is the 90s all over again. Fuck.