I can find out where they live, the ghetto way and slash their tires, but how to do it reversekundali style? I dunno. Anything to stop listening to my boyfriend and his demon wench tacking all day long saying he loves her. He threw a fit like a little boy and broke a ton of glass. I don’t have the money to go out for a drink elsewhere so I guess I’ll go to the park. I won’t tell anyone where I went.