You’re a prime example why your dad should’ve dbl bagged his tackle…
Arsefuk did himself a dirty. He just isn’t smart enough to realise it yet…let me explain. Yesterday J asked his Dad for *R120. His dad said “Yes, no problem. I will put the money in your account!” wait for it… just wait… Its coming… waaaaait-waaaaaait… …here it is.. 2 hours later Arsefuk phones J back and says that he has put the maintenance money into my account a few days early and that J must ask me now for the R120. Did you see that coming? Did you? Well, sadly I did. I felt so bad for J, he was mortified. He had already told all his friends that he was going to be able to go to the LAN and now his dad pulls this humdinger out of his bum. Who promises to give their kid money and then turns around and...
Twisted Nipples..
Everyone of us has got a past.. some are more colourful than others.. and some are just plain horrible… But each and everyone of those moments plays a part in forming and molding us into the individuals we are today. I was listening to some ladies the other day go on about their exes..Yowser! And it got me thinking about being bitter and twisted inside and how it can negatively effect the view people have of you. Some relationships end very badly and can cause some serious damage to the people concerned. And it can become all consuming for awhile..the trick is to know when to let go, when to stop allowing the negativity to consume your thoughts.. and when to stop talking about it. I don’t think I am bitter or twisted individual,there was a time when...
Just dont read this…
… it contains anger, swearing,CAPS and murderous thoughts that may/may not result in the possible need for an alibi. Fuck A word I am currently saying in succession and unable to find another word that can quite say how I feel right now. FUCK The asshole has done it again.. why do I expect any different from him?? He is soo fucken full of himself and doesnt give a shit.. yes thats right.. HE.QUITE.LITERALLY.COULD.NOT.GIVE.A.SHIT. Last year he refused to take the boys for any of the school holidays, because he had to work and other stupid fucked up lame assed excuses he could pull out of his rotten dirty lying hairy ass. So that left me to deal with the boys during the holidays last year. And it wasnt easy. This year I told him right at the beginning that...
When the weekend rolls in..
I am always faced with a million things that I want to get done and finish and sort and tidy and polish and fix and buy and look at and file and watch and read and change and move and list and and and and and… But I am only one girl, skipping through this galaxy with my superpowers removed temporarily as a *safety precaution. How am I supposed to get through all these tasks I set for myself?? Perhaps it is time I pace myself and not overextend myself mentally and therefore not disappoint myself with the tasks left uncompleted.. So this weekend I will offer myself a peacepipe and only have 4 things listed to do.. Organise the magazines.. Hang my pictures … Clean and spray Kitchen cupboard.. Strip my PC case, dust, bling and reassemble.. Oh and my...
Surprised with Pain..
2003 Arsefuk had been acting moody all morning.. Daisy, a friend from Jozi, was visiting for a few days and I was concerned that he was annoyed with her presence.. He did not like people staying over.. but I hadnt had a friend over for quite awhile.. so I didn’t think he would be so bothered. What I didnt know was that I would never forget that morning and the events for a very long time. It was early.. His agitation was clearly evident.. It almost looked like each hair on his body was standing to attention. He was getting ready for work and I could take it no longer. I asked him to come outside for a minute because I needed to talk to him. Daisy and the kids were still sleeping and I didn’t want them to hear. It was soo quiet outside, and the sun was...
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