M_F.. if that photo above is really a visualization of you problems I reckon you’ve gotta take it easy dude, or life may overwhelm, cos you’ve got no problems. when I lived in a shared house in Hackney there was a pregnant prostitute that used to sit on the plastic gasbox on the street outside my room, she was obviously having a drug problem, but she was hard as ****, she used to really, really p*** me off, with all her shouting and ranting. I felt sorry for her and EVEN TALKED TO HER. but she wouldn’t go away. I told her to **** off. eventually I put maple syrup on the gas box. I will always remember her cos she showed me there is another terrible side of life out there.
I suggest TALKING TO THE GUY, y’know, It’s like on here but in the real world. Or get over it. Or put maple syrup on his terrible stones.