Read the following blog title. And once you get done regurgitating it, reread it again. I have been trying so God damn hard to ignore all the psycho babble going on all over the blogosphere lately.
I have tried refocusing. I have tried staying positive.
I have tried keeping busy.
Unfortunately though, some people just can't seem to get the fucking hint.
I tried blocking ip addresses only to find the people she has befriended have been now trolling my blog comments.
The truth is, I don't want this anxiety in my life. I don't need it. Looking at you're picture makes me throw up now. When people mention your name, I change the subject to something else.
The truth is, I have not spoken up about what really happened to me because ultimately I realize there is no such thing as being rational with a crazy person.
The truth is you work two jobs not because of good work ethic but because the drama you create on the internet also follows you into real life. The truth is during the period of time I knew you, you went through jobs like most people drink water.
The truth is you live in the most slummy neighborhood in your city. You are not a southern belle. You have no class. You flirt with men and only use sexuality as a weapon. Your only orgasm comes from the hatred you spew.
The truth is I knew you only 4 months and the person who cut ties with you before me only knew you two weeks. You are such a fucking venomous snake, there are no levels you won't stoop to in order to harm and create havoc in the lives of people who have abandoned you.
Now leave me the fuck alone. Stop having your computer programmer dick for brains friend troll my blog comments. Stop sending your ex inmate drug addict from the UK to carry on with your blog stalking.
This behavior is unacceptable to me. I have not contacted you in over two months now and I ask that you move on with your life.
You are dead to me. Now please take a hint and FUCK OFF!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
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8 comments:
Driver...I think this is my stop.
Don't worry about the 3 stooges. With every breathe mental and mentaler mutter they simply prove how crazy they are. :)
And now the whole sphere knows.
And laughs.
But not as loudly as me.
Bama- Thanks for trying to make light of a horrible situation. Now get the fuck back in the car. I need manly protection.
Uber- Thanks for the phone call. I'm calming down now. I'm going to put up some info later on what can be done PR wise to remove the damage by obsessive people with agendas. :)
I've been pretty lucky.. only two nut cases ever showed up on my blog- you and Uberlips.. HeeHeeHee..
Buffalodick- Oh, you are so going to get a very painful spanking for that!
And Buffalodick wonders why he is covering his man parts?
I don't wonder why I cover them- I know why! You two aren't the first to try and kick me there...Only girl that really got me in the twins, was back in fourth grade... I miss her in an odd way..
Buffalodick- I am her!
* lifts leg*
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