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You’re a fuckin lunatic!!

Any person who experiences high highs and low lows and constant mood swings, mixed with multiple personalities….IS A FUCKIN CRAZY PERSON!! Not gonna lie, I’m a fuckin psycho, but with good reason. I have a short fuse, quick temper, and foul mouth. But at least you know what the fuck you’re getting. No surprise bullshit from day to day.

Your mama may still wipe your ass, pick up after you, clean your clothes, buy your groceries and take care of your kid….but in the real world people won’t respect you, understand you, or tolerate you. So knuckle up bitch, cuz you’re in for the fight of your life….As soon as you show you’re weakness to me…I will prey on that shit like a fuckin lion chasing a gazelle.

When I tell you to seek medical attention for your fuckin delusions and short comings…don’t brush that shit off….schedule a fuckin appointment with a shirnk and get medicated. My son deserves the best and nothing better. One day you’re all happy and we get along great, and then next you throw bullshit my way like I’m a bad mom and a whore…come on now. Get the fuck out of here. Just because I know what the fuck I’m doing in the bedroom and will make your toes curl…doesn’t make me a whore. I don’t fuck on the first date, don’t fuck around with multiple people, and most importantly…I respect myself. Whores don’t give respect which is why they don’t get it. And to the comment of me not being a good mom…you and everyone else who knows me knows that’s a childish remark coming from an immature little boy who doesn’t even pay his own bills.

So talk your shit tough guy, but at the end of the day…I won this shit. I’m a self sufficient independent woman, taking care of me and mines, and have been since I was 18. I work hard for the shit I have, I’d die for my kids, and I respect myself and the woman I have become. You’re a sorry excuse for a human and all I was trying to do was help by telling you to get on meds. Did I approach it the best way?….Probably not, but I don’t respect mama’s boy bitches like you…so you don’t deserve my niceness and won’t get my respect.

OK, well now that I vented and got this off my chest….I feel MUCH better! Grow up you punk bitch, and snap the fuck into reality. All of us living in the real world will be waiting for you. Deuces BITCH!

Shit that confuses me…

So let me get this straight? You’re fat and miserable and have healthy issues as a result. Your bf/father of your children is fat and miserable, as well as others in his family. With that being said…why the FUCK would you want to harm your children and make them follow in your fat footsteps? Get a clue bitch!

I’m not gonna sit here and say I have never given my eldest son McDonalds or some other shit…yes, guilty….BUT I’m not fat. No one in my family is fat. His dad isn’t fat, and doesn’t have the fat gene. We’re all healthy and clearly have been blessed with high metabolisms….so if we wanna have a cheeseburger, we can do that and not get fat and sloppy. YOU DO NOT HAVE THE SAME GENETIC MAKEUP AS US AND CAN’T DO THAT SHIT! Neither can your kids! And I don’t give a fuck if you were super model skinny….what made you say “Hey, this nasty cheeseburger looks like something I should shove in my baby’s mouth. She should have no problems digesting this shit!” I mean it just blows my mind the stupidity that lies within certain people. Cheeseburgers, fries, fruit punch, cookies, candy, fruit snacks, juice boxes…not things kids should be eating, but definitely NOT 8 month old babies!

Moral of the story, if you wanna be a fat lazy fuck….that’s on you, but don’t make your kids suffer too. Snack on some carrots hoe. Give the kids some fruit.

Fuck it, here goes nothing

People have been suggesting I create a blog for years. I never wanted to take the time to make one….until I deleted my Facebook and gained hours of my life back. I still have a lot of shit to say and don’t want it to all go to waste…because let’s be honest….I’m kind of a big deal. LOL. So this is my new outlet to vent, bitch, complain, swear, applaud, talk shit, voice my opinion…without being limited to 140 characters. (fuck you for that twitter).

So here goes nothing….and WARNING: I say whatever the fuck I want, and don’t have a filter, so if you’re easily offended…..GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!

X0 Bitches

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