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Single mothers = cry me a river bullshit song and dance

Bitches Feelings Rants

All these mothers, single mothers, and etc.. want a man, a relationship with a man or whatever… But yet, don’t give two shits in the wind about the man anyway…

Last I knew, relationships were about the female and male, raising and love the both mutual parties kids as a family whole. The mom, the step dad, the kids. Or, Dad, and the step mom. Loving each other… to raise the kids under the same roof. Nope, apparently not. The mothers are always downsizing, belittling, and short sizing their lover the male friend. Don’t give a shit about him anyway.. he’s the bottom of the totem pole from day one.. INSTANT FAMILY FAIL!! FAIL ALERT!!!

All these females so unhappy in their current shit relationships, still sharing beds with them, loving them.. but bitching about them daily.. whilst trying to find a new man.. are the heifers n sows in the amish man’s field grazing… They don’t know HOW to kick the dirt off their back, but yet want it done to them… They play all these fucking mind games, bitch at the guys, put us down for our wrong doings.. But yet, they do all the same things themselves…

HYPOCRITE BITCHES FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL! GO FUCK YOURSELVES, DILDO YOURSELVES WITH A HOT ROT IRON SHAFT AND PENETRATE YOUR HEART YOU FUCKING CLUT BAG, SLUT BAG, FATTY BITCH… YOU DESERVE AND GET WHATS GIVEN AND YOU HAD.. YOUR INTENTIONS OF CHANGE WILL NEVER HAPPEN BECAUSE YOU CHOOSE NOT TOO. BE HAPPY AND MERRY WITH THE SHIT LIFE YOU BITCH ABOUT, AND KEEP RUNNING AND BITCHING ABOUT THE MEN THAT ACTUALLY THINK AND BELIEVE YOU’RE WORTH HAVING. KEEP PUTTING US DOWN… IT WILL GET YOU FARTHER.. REALLY NOT THO… BUT WHATEVER… FUCK OFF.. FUCK THIS, FUCK THAT, FUCK IT ALL….

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Every time I try to love…

Bitches

It’s not but bullshit games anyway… They really don’t love you at all. It’s just a game, and the same game that pisses me the fuck off from beginning of time. And I’m fucking sick of it..

They all always put me/us down for certain things, yet they do the same things and shit. I’m fucking tired of it!! Go to hell, just when I get there in hell, please stay away from me…. I’d hate to get an infection, disease, or whatever… I’m not good for you now, but the losers you with can make the world so much better… Ironically, this coming from those that aren’t happy at all with their current shit relationships.. or aren’t they? Ah yes, this is where the games come in, that they don’t like played to them, yet play them against us guys from get go…

If you want to play games, go hook up the Xbox and play them with the kids. Leave me the fuck out of it.. And all the bitches, whores, mind gamer players, sluts, cheaters… you’ve lost out on a good thing.. the “mrs’s i don’t want all that stuff yet do it to the guys anyway!!”

Put the hip boots on, grab a shovel.. start digging… I don’t need to hear it anymore… After the hole is dug, hop in it, so i can bury the body… im done. good bye fuck cunt, sluts, head gamer players, whores… cheaters…

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Internet Relationships = Bullshit

Bitches

Thanks to a buddy of mine, I’ve now considered the fact that internet relationships are really and truly are bullshit. Here’s why…

  1. They’re too pussy to actually meet up with you.
  2. They’ve got too much going on in their life to consider you a factor in their life. They bitch, moan, groan, and whatever else that you don’t bother with them, yet don’t do anything themselves to encourage the relationship is going any where.
  3. It’s all talk, no walk. It’s endless bullshit. Hopes of it going any where, is fail from start.
  4. Everyone has excuses for their actions, so really there’s nothing going to happen in the long run.
  5. Let’s talk of good dreams, fantasies, and let’s hope of some thing good! Yet, they don’t bother anyway, because they’re too busy with their own bullshit. “I’m taking a shit, I’ll deal with you later.” … “I’m doing this or that, fuck you for now, I’ll handle you later”. Well fuck you too! I’m tired of this bullshit, it’s all bullshit talk and failure anyway.
  6. Let’s reply to you when I’m good and ready, I’ll wait for your response when I’m ready to view it. Other then that, who cares?
  7. I’ll speak and want the same things and hopes and dreams that you want, but I won’t do anything myself because I got my own life and who gives a fuck about you!? My current life means more than you! Although, I want you apart of it!
  8. It’s just never going to happen, there’s always an excuse to not make it happen. “I’m dealing with my 5 kids, I’m dealing with court, I’m dealing with this or that… ” It’s merely just bullshit talk, tagging you along … for time being, to make you happy… In long run, it means, It’s not going to happen.

Why bother? Really there’s no point in it… I’m tired of the same repeating shit talk… I’m done. I want someone serious and local, that’s not bullshitting me. For once, I’d love to meet someone that ain’t pussy and does want to meet me and is serious about me, no bullshit excuses. Ha!

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Facebook Chat, and the bullshit…

Bitches Feelings Rants

Here we go… Let’s run the chat all night, talk to folks, ones that might not click off with you, lets ignore em and or block em. It’s a damn shame though too, because the ones you’ve dissed and or blocked, could be the best friends of you.

Little you know, the ones you’ve blocked and shit-canned single handed, could be the ones of your best friends for life, but it don’t matter to you anyway. You lay your claims of bullshit, and want to make your merry land of friends, when half of them back stab you from begin with.

One minus one is one negative 2, I gotta deal with… Fuck it, you’re gone. Good bye. Merry Life of you… *hugs n kisses*

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The Flip Flop…

Bitches Rants

It’s always nice to land that “special someone” that you feel is the “one”, but there’s those times too, that you have to watch out for a sinking (relation)ship too, like the Titanic.

This last one was about the size of the Titanic, although the size didn’t matter. It was the actions of it, that it sank. I’m sorry, but, I don’t get rock hard to fuck on the first date, let alone the second one. My male slut days were over long ago… I told her that, she don’t listen.

I’d rather have something special on the level of love, and knowing my partner on the emotional and mental level first, before tearing off the clothes to fuck. It’s not a relationship if you’re full boar on sex, and nothing else. It’s SO easy for a chick to spread the legs, and claim love is there if she’s taking your dick. But me, nah, sorry.

The words of “I love you” and etc, were merely thrown around like bullshit, you really didn’t mean what you felt, nor what you said. You’re just like any other slut in my past life, wanting sex only, and bail out. You need to grow up, seriously. I didn’t think you were a one night pit stop, but all your actions proved otherwise…

Because that’s all men are anyway these days… I’m far from that, but you’ll never know, Queen Ton, because you shipped me out the door because I wasn’t wanting to be your whore. Whatever, your loss is another gain. I have more dignity than that. And to throw me out that quick, without an adult discussion of it, and to throw away what we did establish to this point… Is a damn shame. It really does show you’re true intentions and feelings.

Tata bitch, you lost, I gained… Wish you the best with your male sluts and never getting anyone special enough to last with you, because you’re too damn selfish to allow it to happen. Good luck tho, since you run the show… You fail.

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Fatty fuckness…

Bitches General Rants

It’s one thing to admit to me you want me, then throw me to the wolf pack, crying wolf. You’ve known who I was, you know me, don’t be lying and shit and claiming to assume you made a mistake. I can’t help the fact that you’re a damn coward fatty fuck face. You rather everyone in your life to control you, your feelings, your emotions, when you take a shit and piss. Don’t take it out on me fatness.

I actually like girls on the heavy side though, because usually they’re better than the skinny ones that claim to love me, and whore on me. I open up to you, you shit me out. I gave you me, you threw me away. You betrayed me, you lied, you told me stories and lies, and cornered me. Fuck you. I thought you were better then that. I was wrong. Fuck you. Fuck your fucking family and friends and fuck the games you played me with. Be their fucking puppet.

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The Puttet Master Moments..

Bitches Feelings General Rants

I just find it funny that Spencer always gets setup for trouble, yet the parents of their own fucking kids aren’t there to begin with to control them. I’m such a bad person, “Oh boo hoo, Spencer is talking to my daughter.. Booo hoo”. Little do you know that your little miss perfect princess isn’t all she’s cracked up to be…

Drinking your liquor stash while you ain’t home, fucking whoever, when ever, throwing parties with their friends and shit. Lying every chance they get. Lying sluts, and cheats, fucking nasty little bitches they are. Head-game players worse than I ever was. Yeah, you got me not to worry about you fucking dumb fuck parents. Control your own cattle herd of rampage slut bitches.

You’re all fucking head game playing sluts, cheats, liars, you’re idiots to think you’ll ever be someone “special” to anyone. You’re all head game playing lying cunts. Fuck you all.

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All talk, no walk…

Bitches It Is Said Rants

Basically the title says it. People are pansy fucks, they’re all talk, no walk… They say they’ll do something, yet don’t do it. Really must be nice to be hypocrite, and talking of wonders, only really to be so full of shit in the end anyway. I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for you then too. Fuck you, fuck this, fuck that, and fuck everything you’re about. I’m done, and gone. You’re gone. Accept it, and love it, you wouldn’t give a fuck anyway! Haha! Keep stepping fuckers… Talk walkers, walking in reverse. Walk back into that mac truck going 60mph fuckers… You’re done, you’re gone. Pussies.

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Michelle Frye, fuck her in the pussy and you might die…

Bitches It Is Said

If you dove in without scuba gear that is…Jesus Mc Fucking Christmas Christ, she a big bitch! You’d need to wear a “Lawn and Leaf” garbage bag as condom to dive in it, and even then, she wouldn’t notice anything though…

Although, that depends on the total weight and etc of course. We’d hate to sink a ship with a mother-load like that. But, she’d be perfect for a display case at the local fish shop…

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It only takes one to link to me, then they all follow…

Bitches Rants

I noticed an in-coming referral link earlier the other night, and it’s listed on a chick’s blog from when the past drama whore clique was running amok… Of course I emailed her, asking for it to be removed, no response yet…

But seriously, I don’t want these past drama whores following my blog. I’ve already purposely gone through all the comments, and posts, removing their links or removing past posts about them in general, because the past was past, and it was bullshit drama for their own amusement.

Just picture a bunch of (unhappily) married women, running around stirring up the drama bullshit 247, because either A.) Their lives are so boring, they just have to be part of drama, or stir up new drama bullshit to get through the weeks… B.) They just can’t live without it, because like most normal people, blood is what keeps us alive and ticking, but to them it’s drama. Or C.) Well…who are we kidding, reasons A and B are the only reasons they wanted and nothing else.

I’m sure there will be a tear fest, bitching and bawling, that I helped make it just as much as they have… Oh well, most of you’ve deserved the shit I done. Hell, I even went out on a limb to help them sour cunts, and even went against the buddy at the time, to help them. They weren’t grateful, nor happy for shit. It’s okay though, whatever… But back on the referral linking shit, I’d rather not have it. I’ve already gotten two hits from Canada…. The thought of having Krystole (the WordPress custom theme stealing bitch) on my blog, irks me.

If they start shit again, we’ll just have more war again. I guess that’s all we can say for now… It only takes one, to make their pack come back… Damn shame. Ah well…

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