no words.

okay. this is old:
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Monday, January 01, 2007

LARRY CAN KISS BETWEEN MY TOES. HIM AND HIS MOMMA. Current mood: devious Category: Life THIS IS FUNNY AS HELL. I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY. DON'T LIKE IT, KISS MY ASS. YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING ELSE TO ME. MY BOYFRIEND IS ALREADY GONE. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------According to the McGee's, i am lucifer. i am unsuitable to marry their son. they have their wish. they should go celebrate. Camile [his mother who teaches at Chastain, Chastain folk, you know who i'm talking about], Laurie, and whoever else can all go be elated in their holiness and uprightness, pretentiousness, hypocrisy. it is so funny what happened today. i saw larry on MySpace and messaged him out of habbit; the conversation was casual enough at first. "yeah, i heard that song!" "that's cool!" and then the heavy stuff. i don't know how it happened but we were arguing online. i kept telling larry that he broke up with me and i'm still standing you son-of-a-bitch and no you can't have anything from me! and larry kept incriminating me of bullshit. see my language, McGees? i AM the fucking DEVIL. the guy got me crying and told me that he didn't want me completely out of his life. sounds familliar, huh, amber? i told him that NO, you can't have that from me! none of my heart can be yours! a relatrionship like that causes more drama than necessary, ladies listen to me. he gave me the damned number and i took it like the pathetic little bitch that i was feeling like. that lasted a minute until Mrs. Smith got involved. she told me to get rid of it and tell that little boy to go to hell and kiss the inside of my ass in the bad way. so i texted larry back saying thanks, but no thanks. your cell is not doing me a favor. go on with your life. and where in the hell did this new cell phone come from? the broke bastard cant afford to feed me but he has a new cell phone? he's probably been lying to me and has had it all along... whatever. i deleted his number; i honestly can't remember it. whatever girl is calling him now, have fun, bitch!!!! i call the boy at his house--the only number that i know by heart, by memory, and told him that i was coming over to get my shoes that i left over there. i get there and ring the doorbell and larry is not at the door. Mr McGee answers and asks "who is it?" i say cheniece about 3 times, as if he can't remember the only girl who is dumb enough to put up with his son-in-law. the screen/gate part of the door is still closed and he HANDS ME THE SHOES THROUGHT THE DOOR!!!!! like feeding a goat at the petting zoo!!!! i have four feet now like the bitch that i am! anyway. before i can ask why they have locked me outside, Mr. McGee says that he can't unlock the gate; he can't find his key. then larry's momma says that larry is in the tub, so couldn't come in.... WHICH DAMNED EXCUSE DO YOU WANT TO USE???? whatever, i don't want holy water to burn my skin anyways. why didn't larry come to the door? i want him to see me standing. I'M STILL STANDING, LARRY! I'M STILL STANDING, CAMILLE AND LAURIE, HELENA, AND WHOEVER ELSE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF TRYING TO RUIN ME. the fact is, your son' your brother doesn't DESERVE ME, BITCH! Other Grievances Against Larry and his Hipocritical Family 1) What kind of Christians have room to judge me as unsuitable when one of their daughters have a daughter of her own out of wedlock? 2) What kind of Christians have room to judge me as unsuitable when their son is bringing weapons to school? 3) What kind of boyfriend spends 2 thousand on a guitar and not two dollars on a hot dog. Not to mention he couldn't pay for tuition at school and wants me to be sympathetic to him having to scrounge up money for that instead of treating me? Manage your damned money, you broke-ass loser! 4) What kind of guy won't kiss and show affection to me? TO ME? I'm fucking beautiful! I THINK THAT LARRY IS GAY ANYWAY. HE'S TOO HOMOPHOBIC TO BE COMFORTABLE WITH HIS SEXUALITY. thank goodness we didn't have unprotected sex, or else I would have had AIDS. that's right, he wasn't screwing me is because he prolly daydreams about the same guys that I do! 5) How is your momma going to tell me who to marry when she is on her second husband herself? Let's see: she can't even call him by his first name and has to settle for "Mr' McGee" because his first name is LARRY, the name of her UNSUITABLE FIRST HUSBAND, and the name of her LOSER SON. 6) Why would a suitable guy refuse to go to the PROM with me? 7) What kind of broke-ass joke can't afford to attend a football game to to watch me perform? He had to wait outside until the end of the fourth quarter several times to pick me up, only so he could cock block any guys that would talk to me while saving five dollars. 8) He doesn't treat me like a fucking princess. 9) He doesn't like me weraring a wig when his momma owns TWO OF EM. 10) I could go on easily. I SO DON'T CARE IF I HURT HIS FEELINGS. I ONLY TOLD THE TRUTH! GOODBYE, LARRY. I TOLD YOU IT WOULD BE TOO SIMPLE TO GET OVER YOU. hope you and your family have had fun in ruining your life. i hope you don't turn gay like all of the signs are pointing to. have fun cutting NIGGAZ hair. hope none of them have AIDS and bleeds on you when you cut them with those crooked-ass lines to attempt to do. i'm ready to go to Hooters and talk to fine-ass guys who have plenty of time and interest for me, not to mention--real jobs and money.

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now to add on to the list:
he let's his old hoodrat friends ruin my life. won't support me when i'm dealing with the police and lawyers about to lose my space on campus. tells the bitch that she can move in with him afterwards while me and him are still together. i confront him about it and he goes fishface. says that he wouldn't do it. does it anyway. bitch is sleeping in his bed with him today. larry still can't be a man for me, support me, defend me, or just even be there. and this little hood rat bitch gets all of his resources. well, his family should be proud. kareah is obviously so likable. she's a near felon and classless. i don't see how she's been a family babysitter for so long. i don't give a damn if she's funky, can play guitar, and dresses like a dyke. i thought that real men wanted REAL women. if larry is okay for settling for something that prolly has a bigger penis than he does, then it's all good. i have simply gone through way too much with larry over the past year. it's obviously not meant to be. him, his sorry family, and his sorry friends can go make a happy life with their righteous attitudes.

geez, i guess i can't do worse so here's to definitely looking up. thanks best friend and all of the other sensible friends out there who are helping me see through this. you were right: i should have never got back involved with him to begin with. good luck to any other girls who tries anything with him. maybe she'll be stupid and classless enough to enjoy the treatment--kind of like kareah!