I’m no dummy. I know what you all did. I think you think you won. But all you’ve done is sunk to the lowest of lows. I wouldn’t expect anything more from you. You had planned it all out. But the part that you couldn’t control was me. I bet you didn’t expect that I wouldn’t suck anyone’s ass like you do so effortlessly. I bet you didn’t expect that I would find the positive side to everything and flourish in it while you pretend to smile and continue to try to compete with me when I win without even trying. I bet you didn’t expect that I wouldn’t allow you in my life. I bet you didn’t expect that I am moving forward regardless of how you undermined my reputation. The strength and faith I got from my Dad that you are lacking is obvious now and I still believe that even with all the money in the world, you will never have what I have. And you never will. You’re a disgrace to the people that brought you into this world. Someday we will have our words but until then I’m not going to dwell on your death. It amuses me to imagine your suffering. You can pretend all you want, but I know the demons you carry and you will never get any peace from me. You are dead to me. You and everyone you’re connected to all died that day and you’re all piled up together naked buried in a cold deep hole that I will never ever visit. You placed yourselves there and I wouldn’t have it any other way.