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Queen Of The Reich II

Fucking amazing how you can be a total cunt on sunday and bitch and complain about child support on sunday and how you have bills and meanwhile i am giving you a full 1/3 of my paycheque this week and you can't be bothered to stay on the phone to give me the information, i don't expect you call tonight and i don't exp[ect the information in a hurry because it's not convenient for you, you Expect me to be at your disposal when you need something, yet when I am trying to do the right thing and drop money off to cuz let's see i'm near your bank, that would require intelligence, of course seeing how you have all but cut me out of my sons life except at assigned times i'm going to start rebelling, maybe i'll start making an appearance in st. Catherines once a week to take my son out, maybe i'll start being way more involved in his schooling (speaking of which wheres that report card?)as my court order allows me to do, maybe i'll discuss exactly what i should be paying with my lawyer and make sure things i pay for like beavers get done or you have to give me back the money for them when they are paid for, you make a fuck of a lot money than i do and to be bitching at me in front of my son about these things and then treat me like a fucking peon on the phone when its convenient for me to fucking hit the bank is disrespectful not only to me but also to our son, i dont give a fuck if your jealous about my new relationship, which is non existent anyways, but you dont know that.... its about him having a playmate and her daughter having a playmate around the same age.. but of course in your fucking glass princess castle none of that matters, no wonder you still have a revolving door on your house, no one is that insane to stand by you and your mind games, I tried but years of abuse and verbal confrontation have left me cold and there is no place in my heart or my mind for forgiveness, it's pretty fucking sad I am counting down the days till he is 18, he's wise beyond his years too, he knows your games, I just hope you don't do too much damage to his fragile psyche.

Current Mood: Pissed Off.
The 'not-giving-a-fuck' meter is as far into the red-zone as ever before.

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