On July 1st you can come to Parma Ohio at address [redacted] and come inside my private property to look at all my cool stuff

Let me clarify. There are approximately 10.3 million dollars worth of goods according to retail value available in my house because I am a maniac with a credit card. I wanted to earn 10 million credit card points to go on a flight to Boston. My goals are beyond your understanding so don't try to understand me. While I'm gone if you steal all my shit I do not care. Why? Because money and belongings are just things to me. Want an iPhone? Take it. Want a Pixel 9a? Take it. It's a crime because its theft. But if you want to be a felon, be my guest, the door is unlocked and I trust every human on this planet. There are approximately 100,000 plushies and 50,000,000 cool posters. Go take one I don't care, the only girl I love is depressed and nothing brings her joy so nothing brings me joy either besides the complete collapse of capitalism. I could probaby sell all my stuff for a billion dollars. I won't because money is ash to me when my mouth is filled with the pain of complete utter loss. Fuck me in the ass, I won't even feel it.

I asked two security guards if they would look after the place 24/7. They said sure. I asked how much it would cost. Apparently, jack shit. They are, so, so corrupt. Bribe them and steal my dildos. Go fuck yourself, I don't care. I care about nothing except the complete destroyal of human capital. If these operators value their time at zero dollars and want to sleep in my office then they are free to do so, its my private property, if you wake them up I'll have you arrested for trespassing. In the meantime, the doors are unlocked, woman up and take my stuff, just keep the place tidy and rearrange the stuff to be cuter. I might occasionally visit. I might not, my love is dead and inside, I feel absolutely nothing except a level of hatred for corporations and patriarchy that eclipses that of the entire female human race.