• Archive for March 16th, 2010

    Gaping Axe Wound

    by  • March 16, 2010 • Children, Grief • 0 Comments

    They say the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. In my own life, I think of my father. On the plus side, he was funny, dramatic and mechanically gifted. He invented sarcastic phrases that I still use to this day. On the bad side, he was a chronic alcoholic. He was closed off,

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    i hate you

    by  • March 16, 2010 • To You • 0 Comments

    dear you, i hate you so much you make me want to scream. Your ugly and gross I HATE YOU Related Post One of your best friends, you said… Right perfect 4 killing time

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    Screaming Nut Muncher

    by  • March 16, 2010 • Co-Worker, Knock it Off • 2 Comments

    You make me want to claw my eyes out. You scream into your phone. For every phone call. Are you hard of hearing? You don’t seem to be, as you often comment on my phone calls after I hang up. You chew loudly. And you eat constantly. It’s a really horrible combination. I’m about to

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    Home Wrecker

    by  • March 16, 2010 • Knock it Off, To You • 0 Comments

    My friend found out he had a highly aggresive form of prostate cancer. The doctors radiated him, so that he could not function sexually. They gave him medicines that reduced his testosterone. To keep his levels down, his wife refused him any sexual contact. He felt imprisoned. He felt emasculated. Few knew his plight. In

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    Double BITCH Latte Please…

    by  • March 16, 2010 • The Bitch • 1 Comment

    Never mind, make it a triple and add a shot of whiskey. Advice for the day: Stay out of my way! Wonder how you’ll see me coming? I’m the one with BITCH tattooed on my forehead. Related Post Dear Monday, Bitch Bootcamp: Week NINE New Year’s resolutions… 2011

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    The Real You

    by  • March 16, 2010 • The Ex, To You • 0 Comments

    I tell my friends I am not over you and they don’t believe me. “Are you stuck on stupid?” one asked. Personally, I am amazed at my own tolerance. What did I get from this failed relationship? It certainly wasn’t what you had to offer. Not that you hid yourself from me. You tried, and

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