Becomming President
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Ok, Yesterday’s entry I wrote some Real Crappy shit. Yeah, People don’t ask for their kids to be born sick and Some shit isn’t stopible. But What the hell is one to say when The mother is always looking for people to feel sorry for her. Fuck! I don’t want to have people give me shit, Or make me feel bad for what I have to work for. And I surely don’t want to have to explain myself for a bad fucking day! Yeah, So what? I got people pissed off at me because of shit I said. You know what? I’m not going to become a president and I don’t plan on marrying into it or any shit like that. I can go say Fuck to every person who wants others to feel bad about something. But I won’t do That! I wrote shit on here because Only One of my friends reads it and He won’t judge me most of the time. Though once in a while I’ll get a slap up side the fucking head over shit. That’s just the way it is. I hate the fact that people go and say that their life is really bad when it can be worse. I could have no job, and no place to live. And You know what? That would make my life worse then what I have now. I could loose my kids and go into depression. That would make my life worse, And though I might complain, I don’t want people to feel bad for me. And I’ll work for what I get. I don’t take Hand outs! I can’t stand them. And YOu know what? If that Makes me a bad person? Then TOo Fucking Bad! IF saying Shit bluntly is Bad!?! TOO BAD! ANd If You don’t like what I have to say? TOo Fucking Bad! I don’t want friends that are temporary and I’m not looking for anyone new to become my friend. I have enough for now. Maybe One day I’ll take in aplications but This week I’m a fucking Bitch! I don’t care if you call me a fucking Ass hole or anything you fucking want to. I’m Tired of watching my fucking self when I type in my other blog just because People I know read it regularly… So I have this one to put shit I know I might regret everyone reading. So what? There’s an entry or two or three over a few years that I don’t think I should have shared. TOO FUCKING BAD!
Like I said before. I’m not going to be fucking President and I don’t care what The fuck a bad day or bad thoughts have to do with anything! Fucking You can’t expect people to feel bad for you if you do shit that makes you need some savire shit to straighten you up. Fuck! I wrote about this girl who is fucking 34 and Never Worked! That’s her fault that she cant’ take care of herself. Why the hell should people be giveing her food stamps and Cash assistance when She doesn’t and Never Has Tried to live the life she claims to have? Fuck! I was trying to say shit about my fucking brother. He’s moving Tomorrow and Looks to me for advice. As you can tell I make no sence! Why the fuck would someone look up to ME? Why ask me for advice on shit? YEah! I’m not in a good mood! I dont’ give a flying fuck about the shit I say RIGHT NOW! But tomorrow I might! I might TUrn this into a private entry and I might just let people bubble over it for a while. I dont’ give a fuck what you think of me. I am not writing in a blog for people to say, Hey she’s kinda cool! Or She’s fucking a mean Bitch! What a fucker! I don’t care! Yeah Comment when I ask about shit, But if I write just because I want to or I feel like it, Don’t expect ME TO act GReatful FOr shit.
I don’t think I go and Bash shit just because I can. You know what? I don’t know you and If I wanted to read something from you, I’d see what else I’ve written before Saying somehting Not so nice. YEah! This is fucking bull shit! THis entry is a waiste of Fucking time and energy! People are going to ask “What the hell is she so mad At today?”
YOU KNOW WHAT~ I don’t give a shit!~ FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! YEah, An entry or two that make no sence? My fucking sister in-law is the worst woman I’ve ever fucking met. I’d like to hear about her turning up in a ditch somewhere. You want to fucking say shit about that too??? Well, Get to understand why I fucking hate her so much before saying shit.
Yesterday Saying shit about My FRIEND? YEah, She’s my friend, Sometimes people hit the wrong nurve and You just have to go off at some point! Yesterday Was That pOint!
FUCKERS!
it doesn’t help your argument any when you can’t even spell correctly. bitchiness can be clouded by intelligence, but you, however, prove the point that ignorance can be accompanied by idiocy. good luck in life dealing with both.
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its your diary-the point is to say what you feel, no matter who you offend-its not always right, or PC, but thats what a diary is for, right? i read your other entry-in your situation, i’d feel bad for the kid-its not their fault, but probably not for the parents, you should Never use drugs while pregnant. it still bites, but like i said, i feel for the kid. again, freedom of diary. live it.
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