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Jennifer's Body II

Fucking figures, easter weekend and i have child support and the games continue to be played, phone calls are being ignored even tho i was very fucking clear that we would be having a court order required visit this weekend, but of course she who shall not be fucking named decides to play fuckin games, so what else is new, time to stop playing by the fucking rules, i should make her fucking chase me for child support seeing how there is a lack of a fucking support order and she is obviously playing games with the court order as it currently stands, if it wasnt the fact i am the responsible parent and do not want to put my child thru the choas of police involvement i see enough of that horseshit at work, but of course if my access starts being at her fucking leisure agian, we might have to go in front of the fucking judge and someone might lose fucking custody, its called parental interference bitch, and if i can prove even at 37 that you still dont know how to keep your fucking legs closed and the men you have coming thru the revolving door of the bedroom are a threat to our childs physical and mental health.. i dont think that you honestly understand what being a parent is about, he is merely a fucking possession and a way of making my life hell. i completely understand your selfishness and the fact you hate my family, thats part of your makeup, you need your social circle and your fucking family full of addicts and enablers but if i had or have or he has any connection to my family, you do your fucking best to sabotage it, shit look at the damage you did between me and my 16 year old nephew.. and that was one fucking day 8 years ago... one day, you do the same shit to our son every day, i wont be the one he grows up to hate....i could care less about my mother and your issues there with her, but my sister has never done anything and you are delibratly sabotaging easter fucking sunday because you knew that we were going to be going to sarahs possibly for the weekend, guess what bitch.. thats fine... even if im working on christmas day i will be taking the main part of the holidays this christmas, he can hang out with his aunt and cousin of course i half expect to be in fucking court by then, seeing how im planning to fucking strangle you on child support...i have it... you just cant have it... you want to play games... youre dealing with the fucking master... i dont understand you and i dont care about you and i cant understand why you choose to make things difficult but thats your fucking personality and its all about jealosy and pettiness that is pathetic... did i really mean that much to you that you are choosing to make my next eleven years hell...i wrote you off a long time ago, but its clear to me with all the games you play that you do it to push buttons, answer the phone on easter fucking morning, or return a call the night before.. but of course not, youre fucking jealous.. probably of a relationship i have with a good freind that might lead to something later but right now is all in your fucking head... i love your jealousy.. its so pathetic... just like you.

Current Mood: Angry
Current Music: Hole, Gold Dust Woman.
Hate cages all the good things about you.

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