Anyway, to back to my return to the blog. Before I took the 4 year long hiatus, the next entry was suppose to be Dragon Reign. If I remember correctly, it was suppose to be about me and how I was coming into a place of truly accepting myself as I am and truly understanding what it meant to really be who I was becoming. Well after the events of today, I'm changing to the title to Dragon Rage. It's been an EXTREMELY long time since I've felt this rage. I haven't felt this way since my daughter died. Like I knew that I couldn't depend on certain people, but when you're the first call that 4 out of the 6 people that you swallowed your pride to call in the first place give you bullshit ass reasons why they couldn't have helped you, you start to look at them different. I literally was told by this girl named, Tiffany (fuck you with a AIDS giraffe dick, by the way) that she couldn't come to help give me a jump was because her boyfriend was coming over to fuck and since he didn't have his key, she didn't wanna miss him. She couldn't help me because, to her, DICK WAS FUCKING MORE IMPORTANT THAN A FRIEND WHO YOU FUCKING CALLED TO DEFEND YOU FROM THE SAME MUTHAFUCKA!! YOU'VE BEEN WITH THIS SON OF BITCH FOR 5 YEARS AND FOR 3 OF THEM, HE BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU AND YOU COULDN'T FUCKING BE BOTHERED WITH ME BECAUSE OF DICK?!?!?!?! FUCK YOU!! I FUCKING MEAN THAT SHIT! PLEASE don't fucking call me any fucking more.
I could get into the other 3, but that shit pissed me the fuck off so much that I don't wanna relive the shit, otherwise, I would definitely go and fuck all of these bastards up. I'm so fucking furious from that shit, but the day continued on to be worse. About an hour after I got my car started, (I had to call my father as my last resort) I got a call from my friend back home in Atlanta telling me that my childhood friend, Paco (his name is Tyler, but we all called him Paco), that I grew up with and was still very close to, had died a few hours earlier. That was a huge ass blow to a day that was already bad and that made it worse. It only got more worse as my cousin called me 45 minutes later saying that my aunt was in the hospital in critical condition because of a heart attack that she had earlier. I literally have had no support, nobody even thinking to try and even see if I'm OK. So the way the way that I look at it from here on out is FUCK! ALL! OF! YOU! MUTHAFUCKIN SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF BITCHES!!! All I know is this. You people showed me who the fuck you were today and honestly, I'm glad that you did. You've shown me that all you wanted to use me. That's OK though. Karma is a bitch and I PROMISE YOU BOO BOO!! You'll receive everything that you've given me 3fold. That's a muthafuckin promise...
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