Hey guys, sorry I am always bitching about something recently. I'm VENTING.
I have moved. My house is fucking awesome, it's just like a dream.
My dad came home from tour, was nice to me for about 12 hours, then started a fight with me (which he denies starting) and drilled into my head about how mean I am "you are mean you are mean you are mean you are mean." For half an hour, these are the only words that came out of his mouth; I left, came home, and the next time I talked to him at 8 pm, he called me just to tell me how mean I am. Can you fucking believe that? It would be nice to be UPLIFTED by my father. It would be nice to have somebody to be able to lean on when I wasn't strong enough to stand by myself. I look at the past and I see how great my dad was. He was my hero. Now I do all I can to avoid him because everytime I see him it's yell yell yell mean mean mean bad person bad person bad person.
Everybody fucking loves me because I am a nice, considerate, generous person who would do ANYTHING for her friends, ANY of my friends. I'M FUCKING AWESOME. And I am not afraid to say it. Let my ego inflate, I need it. Yeah, I can be mean, but then again, so can even the nicest person. And I have NEVER been a BAD person. I can't say that I am a good person, but I do what I can.
Anyway, my house is awesome, did I mention that?
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU, ZACHERY AND ANNA!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Also, my car is fixed. And I made a quilt.
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Hell yes you're fucking awesome Heaven!! Don't ever forget it. I'm glad you like your new house. Focus on the positives in your life and let them lift you. All the negatives....deal with them, but don't let them get you down, because you're TOO GODDAMN AWESOME to let them get to you. <3
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to see you as well. :)