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| teen, michael genet, frank vincent, marthawainwright, tshirts, web publishing tool, metro times, 'literary journal', award winning, alternative hip hop, 420.com, ps2, humorous, charles scorsese, quarterly, moviedatabase, bars, online business, | Did you hear me acknowledge this piece of information? NOOOOO....), and just because I didn't know until, oh, yesterday evening, you decided to hang up on me. That doesn't sound like, "Hey I was hoping we could get together," which I might have actually responded positively to. Why would I want to hang out with someone in a pissy enough mood to hang up on me? I sure as hell wasn't about to suggest it! And then you baby clothes have the baby clothes fucking balls to call me baby clothes up at 7am this morning, when you KNOW the infant and I are sleeping just to say that you want me to go to your house and check if it's on fire. Because you think something went wrong with the electricity. Do I look like a fucking electrician? Do I even slightly resemble the fire department or police force? Does my baby? The WHY would I drive over there with my baby? Then you called again a few hours later, shortly after I'd gotten the infant back to sleep finally, to ask if I'd driven over there. HELLO! No! |
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| the biggest fucking asshole-loser EVER! I've never hated anyone like I hate him! Didn't stop you though, did it? Why 'literary journal' would you possibly care what your own children thought? That would just be silly!!! To top it off you've stayed married to him for 14 unhappy fucking years. Fuck you mom link To my mother, You 'literary journal' are seriously the biggest bitch in the world. Please mind your own fucking business. Let me come and go as I please. Shut your 'literary journal' mouth. link To my mother, Look, I don't hate you (I actually love you to pieces, which I think is why I'm so angry right now), but why must you suck so much at this very moment? Ha, I know you hate it when I say things suck, but your attitude really does. You hung up on me yesterday; you hung up on me this morning. For what? Because I won't read your fucking mind. Because you refuse to communicate with me, at least in any way that resembles effective. Whatever! And you're always trying to guilt-trip me, like yesterday you tried to insinuate that I knew dad wouldn't be home so you'd be home alone or something (which I had no fucking clue because I was sick and running on no sleep and not exactly within earshot when you mentioned it. |
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