happiness is a warm gun
As of today I am seriously considering buying a gun, only I am so fucking pissed off I'm afraid I'd use it. Seems my ex's mother is still hell-bent on crawling up my arse just to tell me how much she hates me. Get over yourself, already... no one's listening anymore but you. So you hate me, huh? Fine by me, I hate your cunt-raggedy ass, too... oh, and by the way, if you're hoping that I'll someday give a fuck about what you think, take a number, bitch and pack a lunch for the wait in line.
Some people close to me felt the need to betray me today. Fuck them, too. I can't keep up with people that have more than one face to their name. At least someone loves me... just wish I could have been with him tonight. Ah, hell, I am too pissed off to be good company anyway...
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