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I got in trouble for my last post. My dad walked behind the computer, and, instead of being a parent, he asked my mother to address it with me.
I explained my situation and we’re all good. My mom did say my language makes me sound like a cheap ho, however, and I would concur. Except today kind of called for it.
Since the minute I got online this morning (before eight), I knew it would be a long day. I could say I’m not so angry now, but that would be a lie. I’m still really, really furious.
But in all honesty, it’s not worth my time. It’s not worth my energy to be angry.
And besides, I have discovered that I’m not a complete mess when it comes to finding a cute boy. The one I wanted, I got. It turns out he just needed a little more time to think than most people.
Yellow and purple do go together, after all.
Filed under: My Explanations, Ranting, Writing | Tags: company, dusty, fuck, ground, how dare, language, livid, motherfucker, pain, pissed, rage, sit, throw, tree, webpage
* I’ll say right now I’m not in the mood to use language fit for polite company. See post title.
That said:
What the fuck. That wasn’t the way I wanted to wake up this morning. Let’s just get online for a few moments’ distraction, I told myself, and maybe there will be something interesting to read. Or whatever.
Well, there sure was.
And now I’m pissed. Livid. Counting my words so I don’t spew half-churned rage onto the webpage.
Breath knocked from my lungs in one swift kick. It’s like being thrown into a tree, all over again.
Except I’m only sitting here, not lying on dusty ground. And instead of pain, there’s fury.
How dare. Stay the fuck away from me.
The end.
Kick Drum Heart 