Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh

[witchygreen]

There's a whole lotta, a whole shit ton of bullshit going around right now.  And for one the one fucking place I figured wouldn't give me more crap than they should has epicly failed.  Dude I burned the counter, nothing that can be fixed.  It's not like I was like hey yea, let's fuck up mom's counter while she's out of town.  It was a god damned accident.  I can understand her being upset over it.  I would be too, but the bitchfest that ensued about not ever being able to go out of town without taking her children was a bit far.  Shit happens, and the law of chaos would say more shit happens when you're farther away and can't prevent it.  But saying she can never go out of town again because shit always happens is crap.  It's not my fault the damn BMW broke down and other things happened.  It's not my fault that every time she leaves shit happens with Becca.  Hell, I wish it didn't.  In some ways it's getting really old and I'm sick and tired of it.  I'm sick of all of it.  I'm sick of my entire life being crap over things I didn't cause.  Well sort of.  I did tear the tendon that needed surgery, but I'm not the one who went back on all my words and plans to help and try to make things right.

I'm not the one who kept me from being able to come home and let me have my life back.  I"m not the one who took away my family and my kid.  And by self admittance, I didn't do anything wrong to deserve it.  He fucked it up,  He got with the controlling cunt whore who can't just let him alone.  He did it on his own volition and I don't believe a bit he feels bad about it.  He can go fuck himself.  Right now the world can go fuck itself.