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over 5 years ago wyl and this bitch broke up.
well, this bitch goes to apply at the hotel where wyl's mom works and they have a conversation, where she expresses that SHE was the one that should have had grandma's ring and badmouthing me like it's her job.
OVER 5 YEARS HERE PEOPLE!!!
so she calls wyl all the time. it's always realy bothered me because back then when i was in college this bitch would always stop me in random areas on campus and just talk like everything is great between us (i broke them up on valentines day like almost 6 years ago) and talk shit about his mom, calling her trailor trash and refering to him as the same... saying how the smartest thing she ever did was to escape that "white trash haven" that was wyl's family's trailor. calling his mother a "grown up child." this is my mother too, mind you (not in that WV way even though they ARE from WV, heh - she was there when my mother found her love in the bottom of a bottle and the end of a glass straw instead of taking care of a drug addicted and multiply abused child), and now my mother-in-law, so i'd get a little pissed about it, but i just felt - "hey, this bitch is out of our lives, i don't really have to care what she says!" this was after about 10 minutes of conversation when i finally figured out who she was (she changed her appearence to match whomever she was hanging out with).
now one of my major problems with this bitch was that she would talk all this shit about my other family to me like i thought the same. she'd badmouth my little sisters in law calling them over-nourished or a slutty bimbo, my mother as a redneck idiot... and wyl... well, i don't even want to think about it. but where my problem lied was that everyone (except wyl) treated this bitch like she was the best thing in the planet while i was some cracked out heroin addict stripper (even after i cleaned up). they had no idea the fucking terrible shit this little whore said behind their backs, and they hated me for loving them like my own family. beth would steal from me, carrie would cry because she wished this bitch was there instead of me and mom would just look down on me and tell wyl i wasn't worth it...
so now this bitch shows up 5-6 years later and calls my fucking lover every ther day or so trying to hang out with us, being all nicey nice. it really made me uncomfortable, but i'm not one to instruct my lover on what to do, i do not set limits unless it's a big thing, you know, like don't sleep with other women, don't do hard drugs... that's about it really. i genuinely just want him to be happy. his happiness = my happiness = his happiness. it's a vicious cycle.
so finally i said that i was really uncomfortable with it, and he got a little salty assuming it was jealousy. i have nothing to be jealous of. jealousy comes from not trusting your lover and thinking any attention to another woman could lead to something more. i know that would never happen, i'm quite trusting of him... but i JUST started getting in good with my family again after 5 years of trying they've finbally accepted me as the bastard child, heh...
then this bitch comes in talking shit about me all up and down. maybe i should call up my "white trash" mother and the rest of my "trailor trash" family and let them know what's been going on the last few years. but i love them too much to hurt them like that.
anyhow, this bitch shows up at a lot of the shows we go to... so, as i'm not one for pleasantries, i think i'll releave my anger on erasing her face on the concrete floor. aaaah sweet release.
so yeah. bitch.
well, this bitch goes to apply at the hotel where wyl's mom works and they have a conversation, where she expresses that SHE was the one that should have had grandma's ring and badmouthing me like it's her job.
OVER 5 YEARS HERE PEOPLE!!!
so she calls wyl all the time. it's always realy bothered me because back then when i was in college this bitch would always stop me in random areas on campus and just talk like everything is great between us (i broke them up on valentines day like almost 6 years ago) and talk shit about his mom, calling her trailor trash and refering to him as the same... saying how the smartest thing she ever did was to escape that "white trash haven" that was wyl's family's trailor. calling his mother a "grown up child." this is my mother too, mind you (not in that WV way even though they ARE from WV, heh - she was there when my mother found her love in the bottom of a bottle and the end of a glass straw instead of taking care of a drug addicted and multiply abused child), and now my mother-in-law, so i'd get a little pissed about it, but i just felt - "hey, this bitch is out of our lives, i don't really have to care what she says!" this was after about 10 minutes of conversation when i finally figured out who she was (she changed her appearence to match whomever she was hanging out with).
now one of my major problems with this bitch was that she would talk all this shit about my other family to me like i thought the same. she'd badmouth my little sisters in law calling them over-nourished or a slutty bimbo, my mother as a redneck idiot... and wyl... well, i don't even want to think about it. but where my problem lied was that everyone (except wyl) treated this bitch like she was the best thing in the planet while i was some cracked out heroin addict stripper (even after i cleaned up). they had no idea the fucking terrible shit this little whore said behind their backs, and they hated me for loving them like my own family. beth would steal from me, carrie would cry because she wished this bitch was there instead of me and mom would just look down on me and tell wyl i wasn't worth it...
so now this bitch shows up 5-6 years later and calls my fucking lover every ther day or so trying to hang out with us, being all nicey nice. it really made me uncomfortable, but i'm not one to instruct my lover on what to do, i do not set limits unless it's a big thing, you know, like don't sleep with other women, don't do hard drugs... that's about it really. i genuinely just want him to be happy. his happiness = my happiness = his happiness. it's a vicious cycle.
so finally i said that i was really uncomfortable with it, and he got a little salty assuming it was jealousy. i have nothing to be jealous of. jealousy comes from not trusting your lover and thinking any attention to another woman could lead to something more. i know that would never happen, i'm quite trusting of him... but i JUST started getting in good with my family again after 5 years of trying they've finbally accepted me as the bastard child, heh...
then this bitch comes in talking shit about me all up and down. maybe i should call up my "white trash" mother and the rest of my "trailor trash" family and let them know what's been going on the last few years. but i love them too much to hurt them like that.
anyhow, this bitch shows up at a lot of the shows we go to... so, as i'm not one for pleasantries, i think i'll releave my anger on erasing her face on the concrete floor. aaaah sweet release.
so yeah. bitch.