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Jul 27, 2005 20:04

me and oscar are moving to those apts on confederate point rd where lelly used to live. we drove by there the other night and the gates were actually closed...but you can follow another car through but that's true at about every apartment complex. so umm...yeah. it's no worse than the apts in watsonville. you supposedly had to buzz the apt for ( Read more... )

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greenmeansgo July 28 2005, 06:32:55 UTC
well i'd rather live in a box on the street than stay here any longer than i have to. i'm am sick of mama's and jay's bitching at me everyday about what me and oscar need to do and how we're never gonna have anything. she thinks that i should tell her everything we do w/ our money but i don't think it's any of her goddamn business, to tell the truth. WE know where it goes. and of course, just because she doesn't know what's going on (which drives her crazy cuz she has to know EVERYTHING) she thinks it's not going to booze and drugs. (cuz we're such drug addicts...jay spends more money at tom and betty's on drinks on friday night than we spend on that in two weeks). but let's not say anything bad about precious jay. WHO WETS THE FUCKING BED. yeah, oscar might have psoriasis, but i think BEING PEED ON is a bit disgusting. she's the one who wanted me to move over here so bad and i get here and all she does is bitch. she say stuff about oscar's family all she wants but they've given us more than she ever has. AND THEY DIDN'T WANT US TO PAY THEM BACK. amazing. no one gave me and oscar ANYTHING while we were over there. even for our wedding. d'di is the only person that even gave us a check and that was only $100. vanessa and her family gave us more than my own family did. that's pretty sad, i think. oscar's family has always been there for us no matter what, to borrow money, lend us anything we needed, let us stay at their house. anything. all i get here is "you owe me money" and "you still haven't paid me back" and "give jay money" and "you're paying to have jay's comforter dry cleaned". you know what? if you don't want me to be here...you should've thought of that before you ran your big mouth about me and oscar moving down here when you KNEW we didn't have any money.

anyways...there's a lot more that i have to say about this subject but i guess i'll end it right here and tell you next time i see you.

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