Tuesday, April 15, 2008

oooooooooooh u bitch

i am fucked.

i was alright. HAPPY for once this week
and not arguing with keith anymore.
THEN,
Ad had to call me at freaking 12am in the morning,
woke me frm my sleep,
and then asked abt my car, insurance etc.

THENNNNN
before she put dwn the phone,
she said "Stop smoking Rach. you of all ppl, why do you like to hurt me"
AND THEN SHE JUST BURST OUT CRYING.
saying stuff like im sucha disappointment etc etc ET-fuckin-C.

and i swear i cld smack sm1.
THENNNNNNNN nvm. she hangs up ON ME even after calling me names and what not
and called my dad to BITCH.
seriously? get a life.
fancy telling my daddy ABOUT HIS OWN DAUGHTER being rude,a smoker, etc
and making stories like "she doesnt wanna be a doctor" and "she scolded me a fucking bitch"
OK THIS IS WHERE YOU CROSS THE LINE.

i may hate you a lot right nw,
but i NEVER, swear to God, called you ANYTHING no matter how much you told me you dont want me home in June.
youre my stepmom and YOU DONT EVEN WANT ME HOME. what mother does that make you?
and to say things to look good and mk me look bad,
is just low.
dont be so cheap.

you complain your life is shit
my dad is shit to you. (you wonder why. lol)
and that you cant handle things.
GET A GRIP.
you chose to have so many kids, you chose to LET ME COME AUSTRALIA,
dont go complaining abt YOUR bad decisions.
you make stories up.

actually, you are right. i dont wanna be a doc. cos i wanna be a fucking surgeon.
which in any case, is tecnhincally higher than a doc.
SO FUck YOU.
why must you ruin my excitement abt finally getting a ticket to go home.
why must you make me miserable jst cos your marriage is not working out.
why cant you just be happy for me
and stop being such a bitch abt life.
life is bitchy enough. leave that to someone else.

you really mk me feel horrible for even TELLING you i got a tickt home.
and sooo,
my final decision regarding this matter:
Im not gonna tell my family im coming home.
im gonna live in a service apptmt or better, keith's place.
and im gonna say this again:
FUCK IT. FUCK you.
try being here, in the fucking cold, all your youth,
alone.
with no form of love but the wrath of your exs,
and tell me again ITS EASY STUDYING MEDICINE.
you are such a low down dirty piece of shit.

there.
and now im happy.

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