[::..Burning Rubber and Bi-Polar Bitches..::]
Well, I feel as if I've been slapped in the face. Tracy, who said everything was fine at the Intervention, is now pissed at everyone. And talking about people like dogs. Well you know what, fuck her. I've given up. I have enough of my own fucked up problems to deal with to bother with her. AH!!!!!!!!!!! I swear, I almost killed her last night. I literally burned rubber speeding out of Sam's drive way. Damn you Emily, damn you and your shoes! She'd be dead right now if not for you, or at least hurt. *shakes with anger* What a back stabbing bitch. Then, she uses that fact that I'm trying to help against me. You see, Matt suggested trying to share Sammy. I said that I've been trying for 2 years to figure out a way to do that so that no one gets hurt, and it doesnt end well. It wasn't as the Cunt said, a cheap shot at Matt, but rather me using my personal experience to try and enlighten the group. And she tried to say that I wasn't open during the Intervention. Fuck you bitch! Forgive me if I would prefer to talk about my problems privatly with my best friend. My problems have nothing to do with the group, and therefore didn't need to be said during the Intervention. I plan to talk to Matt quite soon actually, but our schedules conflict like a mother. But I want to. Trust me I want to. Cause I'm tired of using this as a way to get out my emotions. I wanna talk to my friend. I wanna cry on his shoulder, and not this keyboard. I want to have him say a comforting word to me, instead of only hearing the click of the keys. Is that so hard for the Cunt to understand? Apparently. Ugh!!! I wanted to kill her. I really did. We also thought of egging her house, TPing it, ding dong ditching, and chucking cake at it. I can't believe her. Actually, yes I can. I just didn't want to. But whatever, I've offically given up, no more Tracy in my life. I wish her the best, but I dont wanna be part of it anymore.
Alura - 12:53 AM