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So... I try not to act like a brat. Especially when somebody is doing something for me and helping me out.
But when my mother takes my phone, goes to the cell phone place to replace my dying (srsly you should see how bad it is) cellphone and ends up losing my cellphone...
Well, I just get a little bit really angry.
I was supposed to see some people tonight that I haven't seen in awhile. It's my last night in Houston.
And it's one person's birthday.
What the fuckin' fuck, man...
I hate that my cell phone means this much to me, but JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST!
Give me a fucking break.
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Sometines just saying fuck multiple times really helps. Once my mom backed over my beloved dog and killed her. I literally thought I was going to murder my mother. I flipped shit completely. Then, her fucked up redneck boyfriend takes my dog, puts her dead body into a PLASTIC GROCERY BAG, ties it up, and tosses her into the back of a fucking DUMP TRUCK. I had to climb into it, retrieve my angelic dog while sobbing like an infant and give her a proper burial.
fuckers.
It's hard to try not to get mad at someone when they're doing something for you -- but, honestly. The anger is justifiable and understandable.
getting a little bit really angry seems a completely reasonable reaction to what those stupid motherfuckers did to fuck up one of your last days in your hometown. It's not the ACTUAL cell phone that means that much to you - it's that you have a serious desire to COMMUNICATE with your peeps and your cell phone is your usual mode of communication - without it - you're pretty much isolated. I can totally dig that.
Wait, also - the title of this post is AMAAAAAAAZINGLY adorably hilariously awesome. You are the bomb-diggity.