Can’t focus on the good, so bye

 

My Mikey, I love you

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Mikey decided today that life with me was unbearable.  I act like I’m married to my sister, not him, he says.  I NEVER think of him, he says.  I treat HIM so badly, he says.

Ok, your wish is my command, you stupid fucking CUNT!  You WANT me never to think of you?  Fine by me.  I won’t think of you….in a good way.  I’ll focus on what evil fucking gutter trash you are.  You WANT me to treat you as badly as you say I do?  Fine.  I’m doing it.

I already hurt his precious little feelings as much as I can figure how, for one night.  I broke a glass in the sink, let him clean it up.  I walked into him and said, "Move, you pig!" instead of, "Excuse me", as I USUALLY DO!!!!  I say "excuse me".  I say "please".  I say "thank you".  NO MORE!

From now on, everything will be begun with a hostile order and ended with an insult.

Know what started it all?

My sister sent me an ad from Craigslist about a Blazer for sale.  So from that, I’m married to my sister, not my fucked up wife.

I give priority to family, but that’s not what my wife wants.  So I’ll be like my mother and SNEAK around my stupid, arrogant, nasty spouse to see and talk to my family.

Thanks a lot, Mikey/WAYNE!

Mikey will hate me by the time all this is over.  I guarantee it, and I look so forward to it, too.  He wants to be my dominator, my slave-driver, and my eternal fucking emperor…well, he’s going to meet up with the most hateful, rebellious, nasty, willful slave he’s ever encountered.  He’s destroyed Jack, by now,  with his selfish, egocentric ways, so now he will have me, the nasty bastard.

Serves the fucker right!

Oscar

 

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October 19, 2007

Lots of hugs. If you need to talk, you have my number. John