| The Daily Bitch for 4-14 |
| Ok umm, I just got back from the doctor, I've been pretty sick for the past week. I fuckin hate the doctor. I don't care how hot he is, that doesn't give him an excuse to jab me with needles, or stick tubes down my throat. ( FOR MEDICAL PURPOSES YOU FUCKIN PERVS ) Turns out, I had a leeetle tear in my stomach lining, I should be fine though. They gave me some sleeping pills, because I haven't been able to sleep, and I'm supposed to start eating tomorrow or something. Whenever I start takin the antibiotics. Fuckin cure all or whatever. My goddamn brother wont stop watching infomercials...he's 11 for fucks sake. Little shit is hooked on em. Dumbass. There is a perfectly good fuckin movie on right now. But he's too busy cramming his fat little face with as much raisin bran as humanly possible. It's nasty. I can't even eat 2 bowls of cereal, let alone 6. ( I've been keeping track of how many bowls he's eaten since 11:30 this morning, it's fuckin sick ) He's talking about signing up for track when he goes into the 6th grade, but the tubby little fuck can't even walk to the goddamn corner store without getting winded. I told him he has to run like at least 5 miles a day, he thinks he can do it. It takes him 2 fucking hours to wobble around the Glendover Golf Course. Goddamn I love killing his dreams. I'm trying to turn him into something more cynical and pissed off at the world than I am. The future Dahmer or something. Aaron keeps tyring to make my Dad and I smoke outside because he cant handle the smell because he's a whiny fat little shit with athsma and has to have everything adjust to HIS comfort level. He's crying like a little bitch because I wont turn on his fuckin infomercial. If he stops watching tv for more than 5 seconds, he goes insane. The tv always has to be on. He ALWAYS has to be watching tv. Cant ever stop watching tv. Stupid lil shit. We have 2 goddamn tv's in the fuckin house, I want the thing off. He can watch it out in the fuckin front room. I'm gonna start smoking now so he'll get the fuck out of the kitchen. He wont get his way with me, the rest of the fuckin family might roll over for him, but I aint no 11 year old's bitch. Aaron can go fuckin wank off. He's been spoiled and he needs to fuckin learn that he cant have everything he fuckin wants from anyone he starts spurting tears at. That crybaby shit doesn't work on me, ask my ex. You can whine and scream at me until you choke, hell, I'll help yer goddamn face turn blue. I'm a stubborn bitch, and I like it. It's hard as hell to push me over, only one person has been able to make me cave in, and he chooses not to neglect that power. Anyways...I'mma go dope myself up. |
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