Hindsight is 20/20
One thing about Beth that has always been consistent is her ability to run away from every situation. Looking back, all through high school, Beth constantly ran away. She ran away from her parents, then from her grandma. Then she got an apartment. Then she ran to colorado. When things got tough in that house, she ran to Curtis. When things got tough there, she ran to Vegas. Then when things got tough there, she ran to the apartment. Then she ran here. When she refused to listen, when she refused to pull her weight, she ran away rather than stand up and speak to me. I tried to speak with her, but she wouldn't hear it. Oh, I'm sure that when she reads this she sputter and say that I never tried, that it's all my fault, yada yada, but, she knows that I am right. She's a coward at heart. Really. She doesn't have the guts to talk me because she knows that she is wrong.
I'm better off without her and her sycophants. They drain the life out of a person.
I noticed that Beth left some things I've given her here. Well, they are officially gone. I have thrown everything away. Nothing remains here. It's a wonderfully feeling.
I'm better off without her and her sycophants. They drain the life out of a person.
I noticed that Beth left some things I've given her here. Well, they are officially gone. I have thrown everything away. Nothing remains here. It's a wonderfully feeling.