First, I say the road is open, do as I say, and everyone turns their noses at me, and then the bitches start crawling from the woodwork after i have made up my mind that I will not have any more of them, and they all look so sorrowful and I am supposed to... what, fill pity for them?
fuck them!
I mean, when I wanted to find out the truth, and when it mattered that she show me where she stood, the contemporary art chick was nowhere to be found, and now, since the day before yesterday, she has been parking her car right where I could see it, dont know about yesterday because i was not there, and then she shows up today, and walks past me as I sat at vinnie's stall, and then walks past, with her body language exuding misery.
Fuck you, you are MARRIED you indiscriminating bitch, and you want me to feel ... sorry... for you?
to hell with you.
then there is the red-head, who probably assumed that because there is no more nicky? then there is a chance she can get in with the friend card, and both hussies, the one who thinks she can think, decide they will walk past, show solidarity or some such thing, and I am supposed to take it all as a fait accompli and bow down to them? fuck, then I will show that NONE of that bullshit will happen, I reject them both.
Because for this stunt I WILL kill them.
which makes my life easier, because i hate being ... corrected.
i let that slide with allison, and with the blonde chick, but this, being hounded in a place where I have no refuge from eyes that look at everything I do like I am prey, and they the hawk, well, fuck that!
Why the fuck does the david matthews chick NOT do something here, or maybe even the RAV-4 woman. Fuck, I am willing to take even the st-peters chick, if she is not a virgin, or whatever, because I just want out of this pit of vipers. Shit I am fed up with this.
I COULD, of course, just ... utter the words, yes?
I think I will take option B. I mean, I am beyond pissed off, I am not even going to bother to hold it IN. It is WAR!
fuck them!
I mean, when I wanted to find out the truth, and when it mattered that she show me where she stood, the contemporary art chick was nowhere to be found, and now, since the day before yesterday, she has been parking her car right where I could see it, dont know about yesterday because i was not there, and then she shows up today, and walks past me as I sat at vinnie's stall, and then walks past, with her body language exuding misery.
Fuck you, you are MARRIED you indiscriminating bitch, and you want me to feel ... sorry... for you?
to hell with you.
then there is the red-head, who probably assumed that because there is no more nicky? then there is a chance she can get in with the friend card, and both hussies, the one who thinks she can think, decide they will walk past, show solidarity or some such thing, and I am supposed to take it all as a fait accompli and bow down to them? fuck, then I will show that NONE of that bullshit will happen, I reject them both.
Because for this stunt I WILL kill them.
which makes my life easier, because i hate being ... corrected.
i let that slide with allison, and with the blonde chick, but this, being hounded in a place where I have no refuge from eyes that look at everything I do like I am prey, and they the hawk, well, fuck that!
Why the fuck does the david matthews chick NOT do something here, or maybe even the RAV-4 woman. Fuck, I am willing to take even the st-peters chick, if she is not a virgin, or whatever, because I just want out of this pit of vipers. Shit I am fed up with this.
I COULD, of course, just ... utter the words, yes?
I think I will take option B. I mean, I am beyond pissed off, I am not even going to bother to hold it IN. It is WAR!



