Thursday, September 16, 2004

A grip of Bad news

Even across the ocean, news travels fast. Thank you MSN.

So he fucked up in a big way. And she fucked up bigger. For the record, I'm starting to hate you and you're getting into the ranks of the girl he's fucking. Thank you very fucking much. So for this post, I'm going to let the alcohol speak what it wants. Fuck you for fucking behind my back and acting all high and mighty about it. I put you on a pedestal way higher than I could ever reach. I guess the documentary I watched this afternoon was a sign of things to come. Like the catfish, it hid in the mouthes of the mother sickle fish where it broke out of its shell and ate the rest of the babies. And like the catfish, you came out of the mouth and pretended to be the sickle fishes child. You took its trust and what little hope it had in continuing its own generation by pretending to be its friend, only to fucking eat her up from the inside out.

You've fucked me up for years I cannot count and took my friends with it. Or had my friend taken you and in turn, me. I'm bruised and hurt and I don't like feeling this way. How could the people I trusted most, stab me in the back so blatantly and still smile like nothing ever fucking happened? It's amazing the audacity you had! And for that, cheers to you mate and all the shit I'm feeling now.

May you, Ashley, be drowned in the hidden agenda's you had. And may you, Yani, fuck yourself for pretending all those years that I was still your "best friend". And I'm sorry that your kid had to be influenced by your bullshit. I pray she grows up to be a better person than the one she had been born to under a loudy guise of rape. Fuck the both of you.


::me:: at 23:02