Men fucking suck
Okay, I really don't get it. Brad is running me thru the fucking ringers. I'm talking to him on Yahoo messanger right now, and it's like he's a completely different person. He's distant, he's not being rude, but he's not being his normal sweet self. Shit, he's not even being a pervert. WTF
Today just isn't my day. Between Brad being like this, my mom's sick, and her back is hurting, so she's in bitch mode. My dad is frustrated, and his feelings are hurt because mom has an attitude. My leg hurts like a bitch, the pain pills aren't doing a fucking thing. I give up. I should have stayed in bed today, and just let everything pass me by.
(Kelly, shame on you, you're still rubbing off on me. Fuck this, and fuck that. Damnit woman, what are you doing to me?!?!)
Today just isn't my day. Between Brad being like this, my mom's sick, and her back is hurting, so she's in bitch mode. My dad is frustrated, and his feelings are hurt because mom has an attitude. My leg hurts like a bitch, the pain pills aren't doing a fucking thing. I give up. I should have stayed in bed today, and just let everything pass me by.
(Kelly, shame on you, you're still rubbing off on me. Fuck this, and fuck that. Damnit woman, what are you doing to me?!?!)