it has exceeded climax.
You need to read this entire entry word for word if you're going to comment or state your opinion. People that say something outrageous or make an idle threat to me will not even be adressed by me, meagerly laughed at.
I am a night owl as we all know and I was just awakening by arguing. It was between my grandmother and my mother, instinctly I knew it was my cousins as usual always causing problems. All of my life I have grown up in a family that didn't really accept me until I grew into adulthood. I was abused from the age of 5 years old all the way to the tender age of 14. 9 years of abuse, 9 years of lies, 9 years of a secret life. I know what it's like to be on your last breath. I know how it feels to have metal stuck in your brain from your father and having to have your head sewed back together. I know what it's like to lie to your teacher, the police, a counselor, a social security agent right to their mother fucking faces and not act like anything happened. I know what it's like to grow up being called a faggot and then in reality you are, now the world looks down on you and so does your own family. Yeah, it hits home. My aunt bless her soul is one of those aunts who should NOT have had children. Two baby daddies and a couple of miscarriages later 3 children are present. The oldest sticks by his mom's side just enough time to get a job unlike her and move out and get his own apartment. Instead of sucking dick, dancing, smoking, selling herself/drugs, relying on the government or begging the baby's daddy he saved his own mother fucking mininnium wage dollars and moved the fuck out of the projects. Again, people don't scare me with anything I see the projects, ghettos etc, all the time. So everytime anyone tries to belittle my grammar etc. I know at the end of the day I work my ass off in school and appreciate what I have to make myself better in live. My other two cousins we call "mike and pooh" so I am going to keep it at that. They both were trouble makers from growing up having to constantly be disciplined by their mother who had a secret life as well. It became prevalent to the family that my aunt had a serious addiction to crack a few years back, we never knew this would happen. After being put threw 3 halfway houses the government took away mike and pooh from their mother and they were put in a home. My mother has a big heart, she takes mike and pooh in, they stay with us, she buys them things and she feeds them and returns them to their home. Eventually they will live with those people or be put in foster homes. I think they will be put in homes because they give the "home's" family SO much trouble. They have smart mouths, they are destructive and they don't listen. The baby's daddy to mike and pooh is fucking god knows who, he has 5 children of his own, somewhere over there here back and wherever the fuck else. I do NOT have sympathy for the mother or the children. I do kind of for the children but what are you going to do? I am so pissed off that they are stressing my grandmother out who started dirt poor to get anywhere in this world today with mym grandfather. AND MY MOTHER HAD TO DO THE SAME! Yes times have changed take care of your fucking children. I don't understand it you have had three times! GOD you were in rehab 3 times you dumb bitch, "it's not that easy," whatever fuck you, fuck you aunt for putting a burden on us. My mom is now thinking of taking them in and raising them. I can not stand those children, they lie, they cheat, they steal, they break things, and they manipulate people. I don't care if they are 14 and 11. My mom has worked her ass off and been called all kinds of names by her family and still took them in. I have been called "faggot" and gay by them all the time and look where the fuck the faggot is now? The faggot has a 3.0 at a prestigious black school and is planning on going to med school. The faggot isn't in some half way home. And people wonder why I don't do drugs all the fucking time. I have seen so much shit with drugs, I have seen people DIE IN MY FACE, family members DIE IN MY MOTHER FUCKING FACE. Over some some fucking drugs? I don't think so buddy. The argument which I started with in the beginning was over the iPod my mom brought my cousin Mike. I remember when my mom bought them and called them and said they'd get it for Christmas. Ipods as we all know are not cheap and are nice to have. My mom clearly stated they would never to be brought to school. Mike was raising hell this morning with the father in the home and he told him that your aunt said that you couldn't take it. Do you know he had the ordasity to tell mom no after she called and then said okay I will leave it here. WENT BACK and told that man that he could only bring it today and today only to school to test out being responsible. Mom didn't even call back and she was going to take him for his birthday but now she's just going to take in iPod. I swear to you, if they say anything to my mom I will never talk to neither of them again. I feel bad for what? Why should I feel bad? I don't do anything with them I have no sympathy. I am not taking them anywhere, I'm not doing anything for them. It's not about holding a grudge cause I do not hold them it's about they can't even listen to respct someone. Too much crack was induced when they were in the womb that brain cells have been wasted away at. Pooh is border line adhd and he is very destructive. Mike is capable and sneaky as you've seen. I am a strong person and most people could not walk in my shoes. If my mom adopts them I wont say anything to them. I will be just so pissed and feel bad for my mom and hate her all at the same time. I made up my mind, when one of my family members asks me if I am gay cause I see it in their eyes cause I can read people's mother fucking bullshit. I am going to be the biggest asshole ever. I will disown them all I will cuss them all out and tell them how I feel about their lowsy ass family. And you know what else? I made up my mind not to talk to my aunt anymore. Whore, crackheaded BITCH.
In other news. I plan on moving to Atlanta once I graduate college and being a pharmacist with my good friend Torrianna Byrd. It's 8:30 am I am going to sleep I go back to school tomorrow so I am just going to sit home and relax, good morning. Don't give me bullshit comments thank you.
I am a night owl as we all know and I was just awakening by arguing. It was between my grandmother and my mother, instinctly I knew it was my cousins as usual always causing problems. All of my life I have grown up in a family that didn't really accept me until I grew into adulthood. I was abused from the age of 5 years old all the way to the tender age of 14. 9 years of abuse, 9 years of lies, 9 years of a secret life. I know what it's like to be on your last breath. I know how it feels to have metal stuck in your brain from your father and having to have your head sewed back together. I know what it's like to lie to your teacher, the police, a counselor, a social security agent right to their mother fucking faces and not act like anything happened. I know what it's like to grow up being called a faggot and then in reality you are, now the world looks down on you and so does your own family. Yeah, it hits home. My aunt bless her soul is one of those aunts who should NOT have had children. Two baby daddies and a couple of miscarriages later 3 children are present. The oldest sticks by his mom's side just enough time to get a job unlike her and move out and get his own apartment. Instead of sucking dick, dancing, smoking, selling herself/drugs, relying on the government or begging the baby's daddy he saved his own mother fucking mininnium wage dollars and moved the fuck out of the projects. Again, people don't scare me with anything I see the projects, ghettos etc, all the time. So everytime anyone tries to belittle my grammar etc. I know at the end of the day I work my ass off in school and appreciate what I have to make myself better in live. My other two cousins we call "mike and pooh" so I am going to keep it at that. They both were trouble makers from growing up having to constantly be disciplined by their mother who had a secret life as well. It became prevalent to the family that my aunt had a serious addiction to crack a few years back, we never knew this would happen. After being put threw 3 halfway houses the government took away mike and pooh from their mother and they were put in a home. My mother has a big heart, she takes mike and pooh in, they stay with us, she buys them things and she feeds them and returns them to their home. Eventually they will live with those people or be put in foster homes. I think they will be put in homes because they give the "home's" family SO much trouble. They have smart mouths, they are destructive and they don't listen. The baby's daddy to mike and pooh is fucking god knows who, he has 5 children of his own, somewhere over there here back and wherever the fuck else. I do NOT have sympathy for the mother or the children. I do kind of for the children but what are you going to do? I am so pissed off that they are stressing my grandmother out who started dirt poor to get anywhere in this world today with mym grandfather. AND MY MOTHER HAD TO DO THE SAME! Yes times have changed take care of your fucking children. I don't understand it you have had three times! GOD you were in rehab 3 times you dumb bitch, "it's not that easy," whatever fuck you, fuck you aunt for putting a burden on us. My mom is now thinking of taking them in and raising them. I can not stand those children, they lie, they cheat, they steal, they break things, and they manipulate people. I don't care if they are 14 and 11. My mom has worked her ass off and been called all kinds of names by her family and still took them in. I have been called "faggot" and gay by them all the time and look where the fuck the faggot is now? The faggot has a 3.0 at a prestigious black school and is planning on going to med school. The faggot isn't in some half way home. And people wonder why I don't do drugs all the fucking time. I have seen so much shit with drugs, I have seen people DIE IN MY FACE, family members DIE IN MY MOTHER FUCKING FACE. Over some some fucking drugs? I don't think so buddy. The argument which I started with in the beginning was over the iPod my mom brought my cousin Mike. I remember when my mom bought them and called them and said they'd get it for Christmas. Ipods as we all know are not cheap and are nice to have. My mom clearly stated they would never to be brought to school. Mike was raising hell this morning with the father in the home and he told him that your aunt said that you couldn't take it. Do you know he had the ordasity to tell mom no after she called and then said okay I will leave it here. WENT BACK and told that man that he could only bring it today and today only to school to test out being responsible. Mom didn't even call back and she was going to take him for his birthday but now she's just going to take in iPod. I swear to you, if they say anything to my mom I will never talk to neither of them again. I feel bad for what? Why should I feel bad? I don't do anything with them I have no sympathy. I am not taking them anywhere, I'm not doing anything for them. It's not about holding a grudge cause I do not hold them it's about they can't even listen to respct someone. Too much crack was induced when they were in the womb that brain cells have been wasted away at. Pooh is border line adhd and he is very destructive. Mike is capable and sneaky as you've seen. I am a strong person and most people could not walk in my shoes. If my mom adopts them I wont say anything to them. I will be just so pissed and feel bad for my mom and hate her all at the same time. I made up my mind, when one of my family members asks me if I am gay cause I see it in their eyes cause I can read people's mother fucking bullshit. I am going to be the biggest asshole ever. I will disown them all I will cuss them all out and tell them how I feel about their lowsy ass family. And you know what else? I made up my mind not to talk to my aunt anymore. Whore, crackheaded BITCH.
In other news. I plan on moving to Atlanta once I graduate college and being a pharmacist with my good friend Torrianna Byrd. It's 8:30 am I am going to sleep I go back to school tomorrow so I am just going to sit home and relax, good morning. Don't give me bullshit comments thank you.