Now I don't wanna get off on a rant here, but...
...25-year-old felonies. You didn't apply for the job because of your 25-year-old felonies. Who cares? I know that George Bush has destroyed the economy, and "unemployment is down" (since he only counts people actually receiving unemployment checks and makes them damn near impossible to collect) but come on now. You say you want $20/hr but it's apparently not gonna fucking happen. Minimum wage sucks, but $7/hr beats the hell out of $0/hr and bumming off me, like you're doing now. Not only do I hafta hear about your broke-ness the whole time we're together, but you put me on the street in the hottest part of town while I'm out on BOND to put cash in your fucking pockets! I haven't left your vehicle with over $10 since leaving Gun Club Jail! Today you didn't leave me a buck. Walk into McDonalds, man up, swallow your pride, and go flip some fuckin' fries. It'll suck, but I had to do it and what are you, better than me?
...free from heroin. Oh, if only I wasn't stuck with this horrible crippling habit, imagine all the things I could accomplish. It'd be marvelous, said I, but I can't do anything or go anywhere because I'm scared to kick. That was nothing but a fucking excuse to avoid shit I didn't wanna do. I didn't ever want to end my love affair with the needle- who would? Well, I'm not physically addicted no more. I'm "free from heroin!" But fuck, I'm miserable and I don't want to to fuckshit but smoke pot and play on the internet all day. When I was shooting up, it wasn't constantly in my head because I had some and knew where to get more. But when I don't have, it's all I can think about! No h all day, but I get one tomorrow. I can wait that long.
...Santa Claus. He sees you when you're sleeping? He knows if you've been bad or good? Kinda creepy, no? And who made up Santa Claus, anyways? Why do parents tell their kids a big fat whopper of a lie every single year, why can't they just give the kids their presents? St Nicholas was a saint, but now he's been perverted into a cookie-chomping fat dude who breaks into your house and puts shit in your socks. I hate Santa Claus.
...but that's just my opinion, I could be wrong.
[[yes, I ripped the intro and ending from Dennis Miller. But the rants are 100% me]]
Good points- get out and walk bitch, eggs for breakfast, pirate coloring book, rain, round pencil sharpeners, sudoku, a lot of half-a-joints, getting lost in Boca, CiCis pizza, West Palm Beach!
...free from heroin. Oh, if only I wasn't stuck with this horrible crippling habit, imagine all the things I could accomplish. It'd be marvelous, said I, but I can't do anything or go anywhere because I'm scared to kick. That was nothing but a fucking excuse to avoid shit I didn't wanna do. I didn't ever want to end my love affair with the needle- who would? Well, I'm not physically addicted no more. I'm "free from heroin!" But fuck, I'm miserable and I don't want to to fuckshit but smoke pot and play on the internet all day. When I was shooting up, it wasn't constantly in my head because I had some and knew where to get more. But when I don't have, it's all I can think about! No h all day, but I get one tomorrow. I can wait that long.
...Santa Claus. He sees you when you're sleeping? He knows if you've been bad or good? Kinda creepy, no? And who made up Santa Claus, anyways? Why do parents tell their kids a big fat whopper of a lie every single year, why can't they just give the kids their presents? St Nicholas was a saint, but now he's been perverted into a cookie-chomping fat dude who breaks into your house and puts shit in your socks. I hate Santa Claus.
...but that's just my opinion, I could be wrong.
[[yes, I ripped the intro and ending from Dennis Miller. But the rants are 100% me]]
Good points- get out and walk bitch, eggs for breakfast, pirate coloring book, rain, round pencil sharpeners, sudoku, a lot of half-a-joints, getting lost in Boca, CiCis pizza, West Palm Beach!
4 comments:
Dude. This Greg thing has been going on for far too long! I know you love him and it's hard to tell him no, but you know what's up and how unfair it is! The fact that you realize you're being taken advantage of only means it will be your choice how long it goes on.
Tell him straight up, "If you loved me you wouldn't do this to me!" Because it's the truth. I know all too well about the situation you're in...
Make him get off his lazy ass!!! For his sake AND yours!
Also -
It's good that you aren't a full-blown addict anymore. I know it's hard and you still think about H a lot, but the longer you don't use, the less often you'll get cravings and shit.
It's worth a try right?
You are moving in the right direction. Not on H. You do need to take control of your money. Give him what you want, not what he says to give. Hide your money, don't let him know how much you have. That is shit taking it all and leaving you with nothing. Get rid of that looser! Fast!
Dam homegirl why do you even put up with that shit?
I'm sorry but I wouldnt ever put up with that shit.
that was some funny shit you said bout Santa. I guess its something parents say to there kid so they behave for at least one month out of the year who fucking knows.
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