This is just a pointless mindless anger rant that I decided to get out of my system 
. Today the ex stopped by again and tried to start with the I still want you in my life bs and tried to hug me, this is getting really really old. The new bf she has she lied about to me and still does and hide him from me when they first started talking and we were still dating, for some reason I don't get she thinks I will be ok with this and we can be honky dory and shit. I 'politely' explained that she is a moralless whore and she chose the path she is on and didn't seem to care when she jumped in the sac with a suicidal community college professor that lives 5 fucking doors down to me. I also 'politely' explained that if I run into him in public he should immediately walk or better yet run in the opposite direction and I am not exaggerating that I will beat the life out of him and peel the skin from his face before he dies(yes this is possible). What I cannot seem to get through to her is I am 230lbs, I spend 3-4 hours a day working out and lifting weights and can literally through this poor fucks body wieght around like a normal person can a child's. I once again 'politely' kicked her out of my house and told her if shes not coming to fuck then she is not welcome in my house period no ifs ands or buts. I wish I could get through to people around me that until I start dating or fucking around again I am just a ball of fucking fury looking for a good outlet and already pitying the person who it finally unleashes on. Well now that that is over, hopefully me next blog will be about working out again or maybe art...
. Today the ex stopped by again and tried to start with the I still want you in my life bs and tried to hug me, this is getting really really old. The new bf she has she lied about to me and still does and hide him from me when they first started talking and we were still dating, for some reason I don't get she thinks I will be ok with this and we can be honky dory and shit. I 'politely' explained that she is a moralless whore and she chose the path she is on and didn't seem to care when she jumped in the sac with a suicidal community college professor that lives 5 fucking doors down to me. I also 'politely' explained that if I run into him in public he should immediately walk or better yet run in the opposite direction and I am not exaggerating that I will beat the life out of him and peel the skin from his face before he dies(yes this is possible). What I cannot seem to get through to her is I am 230lbs, I spend 3-4 hours a day working out and lifting weights and can literally through this poor fucks body wieght around like a normal person can a child's. I once again 'politely' kicked her out of my house and told her if shes not coming to fuck then she is not welcome in my house period no ifs ands or buts. I wish I could get through to people around me that until I start dating or fucking around again I am just a ball of fucking fury looking for a good outlet and already pitying the person who it finally unleashes on. Well now that that is over, hopefully me next blog will be about working out again or maybe art...