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Friday, July 15, 2005

Truer words were never spoken

Sometimes I think I am my own worst enemy. I cause my own fucking drama. But, let me first say, that I HATE drama. Of any kind. But it seems that I am the perpetuater.
Me and this mouth.

I can't really go into details. But it seems as though there is some shit going on. Some shit with one of my men. Some shit, that could potentially be bad. Well, it already is bad, but it can get worse.
And it seems that part of the reason for this shit going on, is because of me. talking. shit.
being. me.

What? you say.. Not her! yep. her.
me.
fucking around with the wrong person, around the wrong people.
The fucking nosey bitches that can NOT mind their own goddamn business.
The haters that always have to blow someone elses spot.
The fuckers that feel as though we live in the land of dictatorship.
The assholes that think that they can tell me who and what I can and can not do.
How you gonna tell a grown-ass woman what to do? I mean a grown-grown ass woman.
How you gonna tell me who I can see on my own fucking time? How is that?
Who has the time to worry about the actions of an adult, that don't affect anyone?
They are trying to take my man away! They have taken my man away.
For now.
Everything happens for a reason. And maybe this just needs to be done.
Maybe this is someone trying to tell me something, and I need to listen.


I just hope that this turns out well. For both of us.

But in the words of sexy man many, many months ago..
"Brenda, this will NEVER end well. Never."

I don't think he meant it would end like this, but he was right.

1 Comments:

Blogger editor said...

What happened?

July 15, 2005 2:58 PM  

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