sharonlove

I am THISCLOSE to going mental on any person that treads the wrong way around me.
Chaotic is what my life has been since last I posted. Too much work, and too little sleep make for a very, very angry Sharon Love.
I want to crush any paper I throw away into tiny balls of frustration.
I want to rip a new one into all the teachers at my workplace who even glance sarcastically at me.
I want to scream and claw at the fuckers who test me.
My patience has worn thin like a giant's worry stone.

We're going to be moving soon. The location is somewhere I've always wanted to live. Gigantic oak trees and lots of greenery. SO far away from suburbia.
It'll cost less to rent with Jeff ...like 200 dollars less, and it will be closer to both my jobs. Yayness.

I live for the times where I am driving home and get to crank My Own Sin, Danzig or Metallica. Something evil and fierce to block and shove the negative energy away. So far away.

But you know? I have it lucky compared to some people I know. One of my good friends, Albert MAY be a daddy to a bloody cuntrag of a sleeze, who's married, has a five year old boy, AND a chemical imbalance I'm sure. She used him like the toy she wanted and couldn't make up her mind, so she mind clusterfucked him and ran.
OOOooooo Women are on my hit list right now!

I despise weak women who backstab because they can not face the heat.
BRING IT.
<3 Big lady Loves.