Monday, June 25, 2012

Day176 Year2012

Mood: under the weather...
Time: 1315hrs


Went with family and relatives yesterday.
To my surprise,  a few unexpected "visitors" were present.
According to my understanding, these f*ckD up freaks came to my granny's house after those past transgressions and atrocities those people and their B-tch mom did in to our side. I mean, who in their mud-faced kind would go back and act all nice and sweet without even offering up an apology for all these years? I mean, seriously??!!

Even if the people around me says that all is forgiven and forgiveness is sacred and all these crappy shits, I won't forget. Because up to now, who gets busy taking care of their trash? Whichever people can't sleep sound at night thinking of the problems that those fu*krs committed??! Huh?!
And they tell me you are not INVOLVED in any of these. WTF?! Seriously? Is it that easy to forget?! While the very person that is like Edward Dantes rots away somewhere asking himself where the f*$K did I go wrong and here you three are in our presence laughing those very problems away as if they never existed....

If blood is thicker than water and this very blood is the only reason I don't go haywire in your face, then tell me just how much blood is involved and I'd immediately undergo Blood Transfusion or Dialysis or whatever just to wash your freaking BAD BLOOD away....

Seriously shitsheads....
Can't you even read the atmosphere? And you go all nice and cutesy to my face talking to me like we're on "good terms", you fuc*@d up little B!Tches...

And what? What.....
You got nailed by your "who-knows-what" boyfriend and you come up to us all preggy and send invites to your lame-ass nuptial? Who in their right mind would bother going there you C*nt? Just to see your prostitute mother that goes here and there luring men with money and then throwing them aside. And what, Boohoo your mother is a freaking retard and a wh*#re and that other side of the family doesn't take much liking to you kids so you come over here for comforting? For some instant cash? What are we, charity??

B*@tch that's Karma to you.
If you'd rather went here and told us you got pregnant and the guy ran on you and you're thinking of abortion, I'd much be glad to assist and push you down the stairs for a "two-for-one-you-and-your-baby-dies" kind of ending. But, nooo....you have the f*ck'g nerve to "invite" us, that kind of shit.

B*$tch if you're reading this, and oh how I hope you are, I wish you'd know the pain and suffering you've inflicted on our side. All the problems that arise one-by-one and for how many years and future years we'll endure it and carry that very SAME SHAME just because of your stupid LIES!

And for you to know just how much I was holding back so as not to give you a knuckle sandwich yesterday....and just how much I used the Lord's name in vain just so I can have the strength to ignore you three.

You're dead to me.
I'd much rather say dead to us, but my senile grandmother (yes, mine, not yours) getting aged as she is with so much regret in her heart and wants to make things happy again and complete the family, getting ready for Death himself, still invites you there....

I want you walking pestilence, vermin, HIVs, to stop getting close to the children. They have such a bright future ahead of them unlike your sorry excuse for a life. I hate seeing them playing with your bastard little sister and thinking how she'll influence their feeble minds. I hate you acting all-so-cozy as if the house was your place. I hate how you even still freaking EXIST and destroys our peaceful, quiet lives with all your filth. I hate you! Don't even go back there like vampires that enter houses continuously once their invited in. You're no longer a child that can't distinguish right from wrong. And for f*ck's sake, you're sure to ruin another life here. If you're still on the verge of rebellion and self-destruction , please do so at the comfort of your own places. Bother your "new family" over there. There's no place for you around us anymore.

Oh,Gawd...
...if you can, please die already. Or I swear the next time I come face-to-face with your kind I will TOTALLY snap and put you out of your misery....

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