it's like the world is drinking ipecac and vomiting on me...

For some reason, I’m bummed out… all kinds of bad shit is flowing thru my head… first of all, I’m sick, and didn’t feel like going anywhere today… I just wish I would’ve stayed in my room all day long… I don’t know what it is… I kind of don’t want to get into details… but I’m kind of tired of being me… what’s the use of me being so loud, if no one ever takes my advice or listens to what I have to say… I’ll just start staying quiet…

Fuck… right now I’m listening to my stupid ex-brother in law complaining about my nephew… fuck him, it’s his fault that he’s a horrible father… that shit drives me nuts… why can’t I tell him that all of this shit is caused because he doesn’t know shit about raising a kid..? I actually feel sorry for him… but fuck him… he’s an asshole… that’s why he can’t walk without crutches… karma is a bitch, and he got punished for some reason right…? Look at him… he’s pathetic, and is gonna suffer all his life… I wonder what he did to deserve this… let me think about what I know he’s done… um… one, he sells drugs… he brought drugs into my house once… I hated him for it… we didn’t’ get nothing out of the deal or anything… I’m not gonna be a hypocrite and say that I never say I didn’t get involved with dealing drugs… but I did it for a couple of days… but this dude has been doing it for years… Imagine all of the kids that smoke his shit, get sick, or die from his drugs…? That right there deserves to lose the ability to walk like a normal human being…

Another thing, he’s the reason my sister first got into drugs… he drugged her… got her addicted bad… she was lost… started stealing and all kinds of crazy shit for it… and he did it because that way she wouldn’t leave him… that right there makes him the scum of the earth… I hate him for that, and I will never forgive him… it eats the inside of me knowing that he did this to my sister… she went homeless, went in and out of jail a couple of times, and was living in tents on the side of the freeway… she ended up getting with this other loser, and had 4 kids with him this way… the first three were taken away from her… and now they’re mine… not to sound like an asshole, but kids were not in my game plan… I hate kids… but what am I gonna do…? Let these kids get lost in the system and be taken away to some strange houses… fuck that… if someone’s gonna fuck these kids up it’s gonna be my crazy sister and I… LOL…

Part of the worst thing about him is the way he treats my nephew… whenever he comes over my heart drops… his dad can’t take care of him the way we were taken care of… or even the way his dad was taken care of… he had everything when he grew up… but now I see my nephew coming over to my house hungry as fuck… I hate that… that’s one thing that just grinds my gears… it’s so easy to feed your kids… don’t you sell drugs mother fucker…? WTF do you do with the money…? Jeez us… well fuck it… like I say, that’s life… I can’t go around complaining about stuff I can’t do anything about… although I might be able to do something about this… but maybe it’s too late… and I can’t afford to take in a teenager… fuck that jazz… I can barely take care of my teenager lifestyle… amirite…¿

I think I’m going to go nuts soon… I can’t stop thinking about certain shit… like, I really need to start riding my bike again… big time… I lost some muscles in my legs, and chest… that’s what’s bugging me the most… my boobies are all flabby now… LOL… I know I’m not one of those peoples that are all into their looks or body… but having a bit of muscle does kick ass… maybe I should start working out…? Fuck that… LOL… that’s for faggots… and you know it’s true… my dad never went to the gym and he’s a fucken MAN!... hahaha… if I get fit and everything, that would suck… I hear skinny people get cold all fast and I’m not into wearing pants or knitted sweaters casually…

Btw, my dad came over yesterday… he stood the night… seems that he is going thru some shit with his new wife… she left him… he didn’t have an appointment or a valid reason to come over and spend the night, he just came I guess to see us… he wanted to get away… I went to the store with him for a throw rug… he wanted one… so I said, let’s go… he told me that she wanted to go live with her daughter that is going to have a baby… fuck… that’s a poor ass excuse to leave someone… right…? Fuck her then… she took all of the furniture and even his tv and stuff… what a bitch… she’s lucky I don’t go and visit them over in that garbage dump of a country… yeah, they live in Mexico… LOL…

I told him… if she’s old enough to open her hairy legs and get pregnant she could take care of her own spawn herself… but she just wanted to jam I guess… and he shouldn’t feel bad… plus, there are other bitches out there… my dad isn’t ugly, and he’s fucken rolling in money… what dirty Mexican lady isn’t gonna want to suck that man’s dick…? Shiet… he feels like he’s too old… but I told him… if I had his money, I would do the same shit… get some young biatch, buy her some fancy things and fuck her for the time being… amirite…? Why the fuck not… he was like, nah, I’m not like that, wu wu wuu… asjkl;fjasklfsapdfaslkdfjkl; dammit, why can’t people live out their animalistic prowess’s…? we are freaken animals and are supposed to fuck everything that walks… we all suppress the wrong shit…

I feel bad for my dad… he’s in his house all alone with his two dogs… he came and saw my chickens… he loved my mini urban farm… he used to have chickens before I was born in this house… I guess it struck him with nostalgia because he started talking to me about my mother… we said stories and stuff, relaxed outside a bit and went for lunch afterwards… that was a very nice moment… I will remember it forever… it’s a shame it is one of a few times that I can say I enjoyed spending with my father… I wish everything was different… but it’s not… I came out all psychotic and somewhat weird and shit… why couldn’t I be normal and have a normal relationship with my family… dysfunction is the only thing I know… chaos and lament… like a PH13 rated rob zombie flick… with some fail…

I think my dad is going to sell his giant pad in mexico and come back… I hope he does… gets rid of that jack ass roger and I can see him more than just once a month… maybe it’s not too late to have a relationship with my father… I would want to take him fishing, to some farms to pick up some chickens, maybe to a reef event or pet expo… let him see what my passions really are… I hope these aren’t false hopes… what if he comes and it’s just like before… ignoring problems and hours of yelling/pointing fingers…. You wanna know what really sucks…? The fact that I am just like my dad… I’m angry, mean, weird, psycho, and funny… but I’m also social… maybe my dad was social like me once… then he had kids… fuck… LOL… oh well… that’s enough for now… I wonder if james read all of this… leave a comment james and stop lurking… zing!!!...