Fuck it
I am just going insane right now...I hate my life, I hate where I live, I hate that I have no family here, I hate that I have no friends here, I hate that my husband won't make an effort to come up with a plan to get out of here...
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I was having a good day and at about 10:30 I was just pushed over the edge by the disrespectful loud screaming fucking brats that live here and that loud obnoxious fucking asshole in his loud car that lives here and I just DON'T WANT TO FUCKING BE HERE ANYMORE. That's it. I am officially over it and I want to GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW AND GO THE FUCK HOME WHERE I AM SUPPOSED TO BE. My dad told me that I am supposed to be with Greg..yeah I know...but NOT HERE. I wonder why the fuck I moved here in the first place.
I am so miserable, so depressed, so...UNCOMFORTABLE here. I shouldn't have to live like this, should I? I shouldn't be uncomfortable WHERE I FUCKING LIVE. I am uncomfortable with the apartment, the people here, the whole FUCKING CITY.
I tried talking to Greg. Again. He has no fucking motivation to change anything. I don't want to leave him here...I couldn't do that to him. But my mental state and my happiness and my WELL BEING depends on him to grow with me and want to have a plan to move...hopefully sooner than later. But he makes no FUCKING EFFORT and acts like there is NOTHING HE CAN DO to try and correct this FUCKING SITUATION THAT I AM LIVING IN CALLED HELL.
I just don't know what to do. I really don't. I want to go upstairs right now and beat the shit out of those fucking kids up there stomping around on the FUCKING FLOOR. I want to go outside and kill the kids who are ILLEGALLY riding those fucking LOUD ANNOYING SCOOTERS AT FUCKING 11:30 at night. Where are these fucking kids parents?
I also want to go upstairs and take the mothers FUCKING SHOES OFF AND SHOVE THEM UP HER FUCKING ASS UNTIL THE REACH HER FUCKING THROAT....after I beat the kids.
I'm pretty fucking angry.
*sigh*
Why? Why did I come here? Why did I think my life would be so much better here? Why?????
It's 4 years TOO LONG of living in this fucking shit-ass city. I fucking hate cities. So why did I come here? For love, I guess. When all I had to do was wait an extra 4 months for him to graduate college and move home. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I FUCKING THINKING?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??
I think my blood pressure has reached an all-time high right now. I can feel it.
I guess I better try and go to sleep.
I doubt that is going to happen.
Like the saying goes: fuck the fucking fuckers.
AND FUCK THE FUCKING BITCH UPSTAIRS WHO SPENDS HER WHOLE FUCKING DAY CLICKING AROUND ON THE FUCKING FLOOR! SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID CUNT!!!!
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I was having a good day and at about 10:30 I was just pushed over the edge by the disrespectful loud screaming fucking brats that live here and that loud obnoxious fucking asshole in his loud car that lives here and I just DON'T WANT TO FUCKING BE HERE ANYMORE. That's it. I am officially over it and I want to GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW AND GO THE FUCK HOME WHERE I AM SUPPOSED TO BE. My dad told me that I am supposed to be with Greg..yeah I know...but NOT HERE. I wonder why the fuck I moved here in the first place.
I am so miserable, so depressed, so...UNCOMFORTABLE here. I shouldn't have to live like this, should I? I shouldn't be uncomfortable WHERE I FUCKING LIVE. I am uncomfortable with the apartment, the people here, the whole FUCKING CITY.
I tried talking to Greg. Again. He has no fucking motivation to change anything. I don't want to leave him here...I couldn't do that to him. But my mental state and my happiness and my WELL BEING depends on him to grow with me and want to have a plan to move...hopefully sooner than later. But he makes no FUCKING EFFORT and acts like there is NOTHING HE CAN DO to try and correct this FUCKING SITUATION THAT I AM LIVING IN CALLED HELL.
I just don't know what to do. I really don't. I want to go upstairs right now and beat the shit out of those fucking kids up there stomping around on the FUCKING FLOOR. I want to go outside and kill the kids who are ILLEGALLY riding those fucking LOUD ANNOYING SCOOTERS AT FUCKING 11:30 at night. Where are these fucking kids parents?
I also want to go upstairs and take the mothers FUCKING SHOES OFF AND SHOVE THEM UP HER FUCKING ASS UNTIL THE REACH HER FUCKING THROAT....after I beat the kids.
I'm pretty fucking angry.
*sigh*
Why? Why did I come here? Why did I think my life would be so much better here? Why?????
It's 4 years TOO LONG of living in this fucking shit-ass city. I fucking hate cities. So why did I come here? For love, I guess. When all I had to do was wait an extra 4 months for him to graduate college and move home. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I FUCKING THINKING?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??
I think my blood pressure has reached an all-time high right now. I can feel it.
I guess I better try and go to sleep.
I doubt that is going to happen.
Like the saying goes: fuck the fucking fuckers.
AND FUCK THE FUCKING BITCH UPSTAIRS WHO SPENDS HER WHOLE FUCKING DAY CLICKING AROUND ON THE FUCKING FLOOR! SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID CUNT!!!!