Friday, March 11, 2005

Cocky, Cocky, Cocky

It’s funny how he thinks the things that he does can possibly make a difference to me. And I’m saying that not to be a bitch it’s just the truth. I know that shit was fucked up between me and MR. JERKOFF before his legal problems but I never once thought that he do would anything that jeopardized anything to come between him and his daughter.

Now anything that he does it just too little too late.

All he ever thinks about is himself and how he doesn’t have me and the last thing he thinks of is our daughter. And to be honest I am tired of reminding him of her, of spending time with her. I shouldn’t have to.

And I have spent far to much time actually wasting my time on my daughter’s father and men before him and I just haven’t put anything into my life. No More.

I have been so busy the past few weeks trying to get a part time bartending gig. Then a writing gig fell into my life - so I have been running around like a crazy woman.

I am working for a new world this summer…..

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