I really wish the bastards stealing my hay, halters, brushes and all my other shit would just knock it off. I can't afford to be feeding their fucking horse and supplying their barn with everything they need to set up shop.
Oh well, Karma is a BITCH and it will come around to bite them in the ass.
I have suspicions and if it turns out to be that person then I only have one message for her:
I hope you lose your battle with depression.
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