Aimee's Entry - S/W/F Indeed...

I should probably warn you that I’m on the reckless side of pissed right now and when that happens my language tends to take a complete nosedive. So, if you don’t want to burn your eyes with my scathing tongue you can check out yesterdays entry about the Great Color Debate.

And for y'all that are still with me, you’re going to have to bare with me while I have an immature moment. I need to get this out of my system. I'll be back to normal in just a few.

I said that I wasn't going to let it bother me. I said that I was going to let your stupid, petty, immature, ignorant bullshit just slide right the fuck off of me. Water under the bridge and all that. Finished. Done. Over. I said that if you wanted to keep pretending that you were the fucking injured party in all of this ridiculous bullshit, then so be it. That's nothing but a bunch of fucking garbage but whatever. Not my fucking problem if you want to lie to yourself. I said that I wasn't going to be mad… Well guess what you egotistical bitch - FUCK YOU! I am still mad.

It fucking burns me but I've kept my fucking mouth shut and refused to defend myself, partly out of respect for a friendship (and I use that term loosely - very loosely) that used to mean something to me but mainly because you're too fucking self-righteous to listen to the fucking TRUTH.

Well fuck that. When all this petty shit went down, you fucking jumped my ass in public and I just sat back like a fucking pussy and took it. Oh wait, you didn’t actually use my name, did you? No, that’s right, you used some insultingly childish phrase to address me. Well, I didn’t use your name here either so I guess we’re fucking even.

Gosh, you know, all this reminiscing is making me sappy… thinking back to all the time and attention that I devoted to you out of some misguided sense of friendship with a great big “FUCK OVER” as a thank you for my effort. Oh, and we can’t forget the “FUCK OVER” that Angie received to match mine when your fucking lap dog nipped free of her leash and went off half-cocked. Attacking Angie and pulling her into the middle of something she had NOTHING to do with. That, more than anything is something I'll never get past.

Ah, the good times. Let ‘em roll.

Well, you got one more “FUCK OVER” in - Congratulations but that was the last one, I’m done with that shit. So, let’s make a toast, eh? To you and your new digs, I don’t think I’ll be visiting often. Here’s hoping it all falls down. Cheers Mate.

And Angie, I know I should’ve just left it alone… closed the door and walked away but that last jab was the nail in the coffin for me. And I couldn’t move past it until I got it off my chest.

Whoo. Okay. I’m done. And I’m sorry about that y‘all but I’m only human and I’d just finally reached my boiling point.

Tomorrow I promise to be nice even if it kills me. Night y‘all. Xoxo