Tim.....Oh that mother....am I gonna.....when...

[spirt119]

Oh man he is this flipping close to sleeping on the porch! That's being nice. See I borrowed him money...again, so that he could get a tie for his interview tomorrow (it's about damn time). Well, anyways; I myself know that a cheep tie doesn't cost $20.00 unless it's from the mall. Well, he insists that it does and you know I have no proof because I haven't seen the receipt. Then he tells me that he had a bit of change so he used it to buy a soda, "I didn't think that you would mind", he said. You know I really didn't care it was a soda whatever. Then when he comes to pick me up he is about to hand me the tie when he realizes that the price tag is still on the tie. He tries to be slick and grab it back from me. I was like "what is that?" He continued to try and be slick and yank the tag off and I wouldn't let him. He the proceeded to throw it in the snow, thinking that I won't look for it or that I wouldn't find it! Well, I went and found it. It f*ing states $9.99. That A*hole he tried to take the Queen of slickness and slyness for a ride. He tried a trick on me that I had been pulling on my parents for years. You can't fool my A**. You have to be really good and you have to wake up pretty early in the morning the even think about tricking me and if you do, ha beware the revenge! It's going to be awful. You don't, do not and won't f* with me! If you do you will learn really, really quick by how hard I make your life. Anyways, he told me that him and Michael bought food and I gave him a hard time on the way home and it just sort of died off. You know whatever. Then as I was ranting to this journal here. I told Dad the shit he tried to pull. Then Dad states, "so that bag of sh*t that was here last night didn't come from his Mother huh? It came from you?" Tim was like "No, my Momma bought me football cards, Cristal bought me cigarettes." He's supposed to be quitting, I'm not going to support his damn habits! I turned around and looked at him and began to yell at him once more. He tried to advance on me and hug me stating that he loved me. I punched him with my right hand as hard as I could (his arm is still tingling from it ). He still tried to hug me and I backed up and hit my head on the entertainment center. He was in shock and tried to ask me if I was okay. I told him to get the F* away from me and that was pretty much that. I think that I should kill him. You know what I think that I'll have his ugly a** killed! Anyone out there who wants to kill feel free to do so. I'll give you anything you want. Here I'll even give you a picture.
Damn....

NOTE:: THESE ARE MY PERSONAL F*ING THOUGHTS IF YOU GET PISSED OFF AT ME FOR SAYING THEM YOU CAN KISS MY WHITE A**! AND I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO YELL SCREAM AND KICK YOUR A** IF YOU ARE ANGRY WITH ME FOR THESE THINGS THIS IS A PRIVAGE TO KNOW WHAT GOES ON IN MY PRETTY LITTLE MIND PEOPLE! DON'T ABUSE IT OR I WILL ABUSE YOU! THAT'S A PROMISSE NOT A THREAT.