I feel so angry, so sad. More angry then anything. Why? Because of that bitch they call my sister. She left Sunday, and still isn’t here. Dad went after her Sunday night, and she rather go with some guy, go fucking whore herself with some dumb ass fuck head then be with her kids.
Do you know what its like to have you 5 year old nephew walk up to you holding a brush. A simple brush and have him tell you:
“You know what this reminds me of?”
“What?”
“My mom,” and have him walk off sad. I fucking hate her. I wish she was dead. If she would fall and die, I wouldn’t give a rats fucking ass. I wouldn’t know what to tell the 5 year old, but I wouldn’t care that she was dead.
Now her ex dude, who is still here… occasionally because now he takes off too. I told him that my mother said to tell that bitch to give her custody now. A paper notarized or something giving custody of the kids to her. And not to take of in my dads bike, and if he was planning on staying all night. He had the fucking nerve to tell me he was thinking about it, but now that we’re giving him attitude. Man it took all I had not to fucking slam his head into the wall. I told him we weren’t giving him attitude. That to us, he’s doing just what she is.
I don’t know how much more I can take of this. They want to leave, then fucking leave, and don’t come back. Leave and dont jump in once a week to make the 5 year old sad again once they leave.
Stupid bitch rather be with some dumb fuck guy then with her kids. I hate her, I hate her so fucking much.
I have so much hurt, anger, and sadness in me right now that I got fucking tears as I’m writing this from anger. I’m gonna explode, I’m gonna snap. This storm we’ve been in, is about to turn into a horrific tornado.