My Single Mom Life

No smokes.
No chocolate.
No cat food.
No cat litter.
No toilet paper.
No fucking desperately needed, highly expected money.
I am not having a good day.
I am highly annoyed.
Slightly pissed off.
Upset.
Untrusting.
Disbelieving.

I could go on here with all kinds of shit that is really grating on me today but I'll spare you how aggravated I am with people from all the fuck over.
People here, there, everywhere, holy, players, liars, freaks, whores.
What you see is what you get.
I have no reason to play the fool, the idiot, the psychotic loser who is so desperate for my attention, approval, or more information, that she can't help but find new ways of contacting me.
What for?
To try and explain with a lie the game she played to garner more approval from others at my expense?
Then to cry, piss and moan how mean everyone is to her and oh please, be kind to me today, my life is rough, I cried.

I cried too thinking I had done wrong, somehow, in some way, I ruined friendships of those I respected, but it was her, spinning webs and placing words.
And now she seeks to contact me through many means and I laugh and then wonder, just how many voices does she hear? How does she keep all the lies straight or doesn't it matter anymore? How does she know so much or better yet, why does she care so much about what/where/who everyone is doing all the time.
Live a life of your own.

I really need a fucking smoke.

P the fuck S!!!!