Chronicles

Thursday, November 1

I've given up on trying. Really. Not doing it anymore.
So I call and get brushed off pretty fast - not that I care - less toll on my phone bill. Coulda called back. But no. "I'll call you when I get home". LOL. Right-o. I'll wait for that to happen sometime when someone's feeling horny. Whoopeefcukingdoodah. Course by that time I'll be more than distracted and won't want to hear it.

Then you wonder why I am evil, you wonder why I have no faith anymore, you wonder why I'll never be the same. You wonder why there's nagging and bitching, when you are the selfish asshole.

Trace continues to be a non-believer bitch.