Hey Friends,
Just when I think things are beginning to work out, my entire world goes to shit. It always happens and don't any of you tell me to think positively because that hasn't gotten me anywhere! All you people who think you need to look on the bright side of things (like my twin sister, Cunt Face) are CRAZY! I don't believe in all that New Age voodoo. Life sucks--I know it and you know it, too, so let's cut the garbage and just accept it!
I'm just not myself today and that was evident when I didn't have the interest in fighting with my neighbor, Unis. She started with me when I was getting the mail today--talking loads of junk about the trailer park's value decreasing ever since my "caravan of low lives" (as she called it) moved into the place. Normally, those would be fighting words and I would have knocked her old ass to the ground, but not today. I just flipped her off and took my junk mail inside.
Even my recliner didn't feel as comfy as it typically does. Maybe it's these pregnancy hormones or maybe I'm just depressed--I can't tell. But one thing that hasn't left my brain is my dinner with Leonard last night, where he asked me to testify against my former lover, Cain.
Now, I've never been one to care about doing "the right thing". Me and morals don't jive well--never have and never will. I live life by my rules and do whatever feels good at the moment, as should everyone else on this planet. But I have always been interested in vengeance and I guess there is a part of me that wants to stick it to Cain and show him who is boss. But my lust for revenge could cost me my life. I'm so confused because most of the time, I don't even care if I live or die! Like the world would be any different without me in it.
Oh, don't fret--I'm not going to try to kill myself again. I'm just down in the dumps today, that's all. Mama's still sick and Cunt Face hasn't come home. Perhaps if I had some company, I wouldn't be so sad. My sister sure has been MIA on and off for a while--I wonder what the hell she is up to.
Until next time...
Love,
Trasha
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