I hate people

Feb 06, 2006 17:59

This weekend was fucking ridiculous. Last night, I thought I could go to Justins - mind you he is my bestest guy friend in the whole entire world - and have a good time drinkin and watching the supoerbowl with my favorites. I didnt think that Ryan would bring over the girls hes fucking KNOWING i havent liked them since day 1 when I met them, and one of them is the girl that punched brandy in the face. How dare he have the audacity to bring those stupid cunts around, or let them in his house. Im sorry, but being a friend to Brandy would be to not allow someone that punched her in the face into your household. And being a friend to me would be to not parade your ugly ass cunt bags of girls your fucking in my prescence. Its disrespectful and I wont stand for it. Next time those girls are around Im going to put all 3 in their place, whether brandy is there or not. Guys brains are so dysfunctional its insaine. How can you even sit there and justify the fact that you are suddenly friends with the girl that punched your friend in the face. Not just any friend, but one of your best friends girlfriend. You cant. Plain and simple. To even look at Ryan makes me feel discusted. I want nothing to do with him or these new people hes befriended.

Last night Brandy came over and we talked about it. We both feel like we are losing our friends over this one dumb bitch. She is extremely sad and upset about it...I however could give a fuck less. Fuck my "friends" here in mount pleasant. I dont need any of you and your stupid bullshit. I have a handful of people here that I would call my friends, they know who they are...the rest of you can go fuck yourselves.

All I need in my life is Steph...and brandy because she is the only one here that seems to have a clear head on her shoulders.

My girls said it best:

I aint got nothin to say to you
I cant even believe you
You know what
Im too fly for this shit
You playin yourself

Here we go
Here we go again
Now you tellin me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin you
At 3 o'clock in the mornin
I aint tryna hear it

I cant even look at your face
Witout wantin to slap you
Damn i thank God i didnt get that tatoo
You betta thank God i aint have that strap boo
You aint even worth that trick get at you
Matta fact
Trick get at dude
Im the best
Aint got shit to ask you
And tell that trifflin bitch
She can have you
I aint lookin at you no more
Im lookin past you
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