so here is the deal. i went to this bar and met some giant broad. this is where it starts to bother me. i went back to her house and my homies were tellind be to do better but my helmet got the best of me and i smashed a fattie. fuck my life! i woke up with the sun and heard the pitter patter of lil mixed kid feet. (just so you know a mud shark is awhite girl who likes the blacks)(second they have bigger feet cause they are part black!) anyway i got up realized i was shacked up next to this sea beast and i knew i needed to get the hell out. Half asleep i got up saw a screwdriver on the dresser and started to pop out the pins from the bars on the window. not realizing i was wearing a sock boxers and thats it i got the pin out. the bars hit the fire escape and she woke up i grabbed my phone smokes wallet keys and metro card and i was down the fire escape. had to take the subway all the way itno manhattan and then into brooklyn during rush hour it was fun considering i was only wearing one sock and boxers. if fatty reads this please respond id love to give you hell for abusing me like that!!!!!!!

Just doing this to blow off steam. This is my life. I was going into my senior year of college and enrolled in a lifting class for my sport mgt major. Ended up messing up my back because of professors negligence and had to drop out and haven’t been able to hold down a job for long since. Same month as that happens I met a girl at the bar I was working at. Long story short she’s a waste and I can’t get away. My parents stole my truck cause I couldn’t pay for it effectively stranding me in this shit town. I can’t get my back fixed, been denied 3 times for SS. And the school that i did it at has been giving me run around long enough for the statute of limitations to run out. Meanwhile, I’m running out of money paying for dr appt out of pocket and for my gf’s three kids and her many addictions. My gf cheats on me with her babies daddies and I’m the bad guy for having a jealousy problem, I tell her to go but she won’t leave cause I have (had) money and the baby’s daddies are losers. My life got hijacked and there ain’t shit I can do. She will not leave and nobody can/will help me with my back. Just be glad you’re not me.

i think i am meant to go and put my Burqa on and keep my mouth shut and busy myself with housework. because when i am sitting on the couch with a note pad, asking questions about and upcoming gig so i can enhance my career and work as a freelance publicist i must be trying to seduce someone.

really great idea guys, quit bitching about ur shitty lives. You are the ones who make it that way. So instead of sitting on your computer ”blogging” about how oh so horrible your life is, get up and change it. And while your at it stop by a childrens home and see what having a shitty life is really all about. Yours is perfect compared to theirs I’m sure.

huu am fired from every side not i won in love not in in education but waiting for break doing what i want to do but the work is breaking me ..life is showing me some kind its cruel face and my mind and heart going hard by these bloody fucking experiences …. have to see where is my life, what is my life and how is my life ..wish me all the best rather than do well ..pay interest..

This job sucks I do all the dirty work the bosses dont want to do, but as they are home with their families I am closing the business at late night hours opening on the weekends… this job suck ass……..

I have a hard time even confronting this but sometimes i feel like a loser it seems like the whole world has something to do other than me what the fuck. My girl won’t have a talk with me as she’s back home and thinks i am getting too possessive but what the hell i really am confused big time feelin lonely and all drained out sometimes feel like crashin my car off the hill even the songs don’t help anymore
damn its fuckin big time
But did anyone wonder if fuckin is such fun than y do people use it as an abuse

Fuck this Job. I call fucking morons all day who haven’t paid their fucking bill and they ask me what they are supposed to do. WHAT THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO DO. I’m not a fucking life coach or your mother I’m a fucking bill collector who doesn’t give a flying fuck what you do. I really don’t even care if you pay the fucking bill. I get paid to sit here with a headset and call losers like you all day. No one can pay. EVERYONE lost their jobs. Your not any different and your not an exception. YOUR ALL THE SAME. ALL THE FUCKING SAME.

God damnit I feel better.