I am so god damned irritated.
I don’t know how many mother f****** g******* times I need to get pissed the f*** off before that g******* guy finally gets it through his mental f****** head DO NOT EVER, AND I MEAN EVER, TALK ABOUT ME TO ANYONE, ESPECIALLY THAT FAT LOSER F***. Seriously. How hard is it to remember every g******* time I have gotten pissed off and said exactly that, and why I feel this way and refrain from it. Just don’t do it. Before you open your mouth, stop, think, and refrain. Just do not do it?
Understanding? Yeah right. I’ve had enough. I’ve seriously had enough. I kind of resent my youngest brother for not being around and doing more. They were closer anyway. He’s out married to his b**** snot wife, 2 kids, living abroad all over the place. Sure he plays online vids often with him, but what the f***? Why am I stuck with this f****** burden?
I snap when s*** happens, but I want to explode daily more than once for the smallest things. Honestly. Patience? Understanding? I’m done with that s***. I have done so f****** much for this guy. I do so much. I do not for the life of me understand how hard it is to not EVER discuss me with that fat loudmouth f*** of a loser? Or anyone else but especially him. How hard is it to just not do it? He asks? Brush it off. “I don’t know”. It’s that simple.
