the bitch is back!

Don't you just love a good bitchin' catfight? Ha! I sure do! The thing is, I'd rather be a creepy psychopath than a desperate wanna-bitch. And so, the psycho that I am started a thread. Just something similar to shooting a bullet and aiming it nowhere. However, I think I hit right through the target. Bull's eye. And now, I got the ball running. And yeah, it is so on!

I get annoyed and irritated pretty much on a daily basis. But getting downright angry, it sure doesn't happen pretty often, but when it does, I sure the hell would be the ugliest that I should be awarded for it. I don't get bitchy. It's just too lame to be. I get evil. Bwahaha!

Seriously, I just realized that the people you come to hate the most are the people you used to value so much. And once that value got tainted with anything nasty, no matter how forgiving you are, you will eventually reach the end of your rope and just simply explode.

When I come to think of it, it has been a year of putting up with all the schemings and shits from a person I used to regard as a "friend". And what sucks the most, is realizing with a much clearer head that I fell on that hole and was too gullible to even notice that the hag was dressed in a lowly Blair Waldorf-wannabe fashion and scoring a fucking fake smile. Yes, I should have known better. And, it took me a damn year to get this exhausted. Now, that exhaustion bred a poisonous sting. There is just no way you can tame a wild beast and get it back on its cage once it's found its way through the jungle.

And when I come to think of how it all started, it all boils down to the fact that I was just some backstage ticket pass used by a desperate social butterfly. Someone who thinks she's drool-worthy, when in fact she's snot-worthy. Okay, I could get more mean and rude. But the basic thing here is, I am furious. And though the final forgiveness is a welcomed thought, it's not going to be accessible now or even in the near future. I could forgive, but I sure the hell won't forget. Nothing will ever be the same with us again. It already happened to her before. It's happening again to her, this time, with me. And though I may not be the best, I undoubtedly could be the worst. Because I'm fucking tired of being civil and too fed up with her false pretenses, when I know how bitchy she could be. Oh, right, bitchy is an understatement for her, unless you multiply it by 10 and then multiply it to itself.

So, just for fun, I'm trying to poke that little nasty corner of her fake plastic self. How I'd love to see that lurking stuck-up skank get all down and dirty.

Kind of reminds me of this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trsWEJqGfT8

B: You don't sound like yourself.
G: That's funny, because I feel more like myself than ever.
B: Where are you?
G: Taking care of what you obviously couldn't.
B: I don't think Jesus would approve of that.
G: Well, you can tell Jesus that the bitch is back.

xoxo. Grudgy Girl

...:::j u l i e:::...