I need to get this off my chest once and for all. I need to let the past be the past. I need to move on. Its holding me back, and I cant keep sitting here thinking of this all the time...
So, GET OFF MY CHEST! Get outta my mind. Get out of my heart...
Im tired. Im tired of thinking how you screwed me over! This past year has been hard on us, and we accepted it because YOU said you would help us. You said it would help us... Why did I think it would work? Yea, maybe for a little, but for this long? I must have been trippin. I must have been smoking or drinking something.
I hurt. I hope you know that. I hope you realize what you did. I hope it bites you in the ass - although I think it may have already seeing as where you live now. But you know what? Im OK. Im pissed, and irked, and annoyed, and have all kinds of hatred for you... But you know what? At least I have a family who cares. At least my family doenst treat me like their house maid like yours does to you. At least I have a husband I can come home to. At least I have a child who loves me. I have my own place. I have the things I need (for the most part)... I have privacy. You cant say the same. Because your a childish person who thinks that her shit dont stink. Sorry to let you down girlie - we all shit from the same place, and everyones smells the same. Get over yourself. You think your better than everyone else. You sit there and talk about people behind their backs - you are not WOMAN enough to say it to their face. You talked about that girl, who lives in Arkansas, who was your friend, then started using you to her advantage, and only calling when she wanted to talk, but when you wanted to talk - she was too busy for you. Remember? Remember when you said she was using you to be buddy buddy in case her friends were called to question in the court case against her ex for her kids? Remember that? And now you besties with her again? You two faced, lying, cheating, no good, thief - yea, I said thief, when you left here you took things that were not yours. But they were small things so you thought I wouldn't notice. Its all good.
I know what a real friend is, and you girlie - are not one. You do not have the courage, the strength, or the self respect to be one...
And with all this said - I am done. I am throwing you from my mind. It hurts to think of all I have done for your. It hurts to think of all the money spent on you. It hurts to think how my IN LAWS took you in as their own, as an extension of me. They bought you gifts. They invited you over. How could you feel good about being so... so... inconsiderate.
Again. I am done. I am tired of going through the memories of you. I thought you were a friend? You were phony. You were not real. Fake ass girl who thinks she is a woman - hah I say. I say Ha! You are FAR from woman.
I am done.
Peace girlie - may you have a disastrous life. Oh Wait- you already have.
Off my chest and out my mind.
So shall it be.
Live, laugh, love people.
Live life - enjoy it.
Laugh often - its the best medicine.
Love much - its what keeps the world going :D
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