WTF, Marcy's writing something? Ready, set, shit!
I know, it's really very shocking! I'm shocked and amazed myself that Ive managed to find my way back. When I used to go to church with my dad, the preacher would say that you go to the lord as a last resort, when nothing else has worked, but you should go to Him first. That's kind of what I do with writing. Im ready to write again, to get crap off my chest like I used to, in this medium. Feels good.
Im not going to regale everyone with what's happened in the past two years since Ive been away, but I will give up the reason Ive stumbled back over in the first place. 3 damn people in my life as I know it now are pissed with me and I hate HATE that, and I want to bitch about it.
My friend Martin is pissed at me because I told him that I'd like to see him "fuck off back to Scotland". I know it sounds mean, but he and I have discussed how he misses the place and how I wish, even if I never saw him again, for him to be happy and with his family and friends there. What kills me is that he wont even let me explain myself. He's just fucking blocked me on MSN and refuses to talk to me.
Rad.
My sister in law hates me because she thinks I think I'm better than everyone I left back in Arkansas because I asked her not to say "nigger bitch" in front of my kids. Yeah, Im pretty high society.
And lastly a friend of mine from Fuzz Academy won't speak to me because I told her I had to go when James started losing his mind.
Im sick of being on everyone's shitlists. Can I please just not be on any more shitlists for a minute please?
Its 3:23am right now, and I made the mistake of trying to go to bed early. Its impossible to sleep when you are on a deadline. I have two appointments tomorrow, and I have to take Jay to work in the morning. I NEED rest. I just can't sleep. Im gonna be so fucked in the morning. Fucking hell.
Im not going to regale everyone with what's happened in the past two years since Ive been away, but I will give up the reason Ive stumbled back over in the first place. 3 damn people in my life as I know it now are pissed with me and I hate HATE that, and I want to bitch about it.
My friend Martin is pissed at me because I told him that I'd like to see him "fuck off back to Scotland". I know it sounds mean, but he and I have discussed how he misses the place and how I wish, even if I never saw him again, for him to be happy and with his family and friends there. What kills me is that he wont even let me explain myself. He's just fucking blocked me on MSN and refuses to talk to me.
Rad.
My sister in law hates me because she thinks I think I'm better than everyone I left back in Arkansas because I asked her not to say "nigger bitch" in front of my kids. Yeah, Im pretty high society.
And lastly a friend of mine from Fuzz Academy won't speak to me because I told her I had to go when James started losing his mind.
Im sick of being on everyone's shitlists. Can I please just not be on any more shitlists for a minute please?
Its 3:23am right now, and I made the mistake of trying to go to bed early. Its impossible to sleep when you are on a deadline. I have two appointments tomorrow, and I have to take Jay to work in the morning. I NEED rest. I just can't sleep. Im gonna be so fucked in the morning. Fucking hell.