yeah once upon a time there was a guy with aspirations of fame fortune and grandire. then before he could even live his own life and build something for himself a house with 40 acres landed on him like the wicked witch of the east. the house was in the place he grew up and always hated with a passion because of bullshit and roomers and people that lived there. furthermore the house was on the middle of fucking nowhere with no jobs, no opportunities and no help. without a car he couldn't look for work, he couldn't leave on foot because of family and previous obligations. however he used his home to provide a place for his people, even if he didn't always like them. because of such he found himself being taken advantage of at every turn. after the tradigdy of the death of his girlfriend he lost his will for life. he spent the next ten years in a relationship that left him...