It's amazing how fucked up some people can be. I know I shouldn't hate anyone, and honest to god, i TRY to not hate people, but holy hell... I cannot believe the shit he pulls with me...
Tonight, it was this sob story about how much he has tried to be a good husband, and how he was so sorry he failed at it... and how he wants us to try again and all this shit... I was like, ha ha fuck off...
Well, he started in because i wouldn't clean the girl's room. Why the fuck should a 4 year old's room be cleaned? seriously... toys should be out, THEY PLAY in there....
So, anyways, nothing new, same bullshit... except he had the BALLS to start talking shit about my mom... I mean, come the fuck on, insult me all you want, but thats crossing the line... my mom was my world... she did everything in this world she could for me before she died... thats just heartless to pull that bullshit... Esp. because he KNOWS how i feel about that shit...
I just can't keep doing this shit... day in and day out, it's the same bullshit.... and a divorce doesn't change anything... he's still their fucking dad, so i will still have to deal with him for the rest of my life... it's fucked up bullshit... I mean, come the fuck on? How could I have fucked up so badly? I mean, I should have known not to mess around with him... i mean, that was SUCH a drastic drop in the socio-economic class... i should have known.... but my dumb ass was trying to get over lindon, and got myself knocked up.
I just wish i could get far away from him... i wish i just had someway to move, to get away from him, to forget he ever existed....
i wish alot of things, too bad huh?