Somewhere....
In the past couple months - I have seem to become someone else, I don't know what to attribute to this - but it feels damn good. Having the willingness and gall to slap the shyt out of someone is not good - but dammit its what I am feeling right now.
I used to have a really quiet, calm personality - but here lately fuc that. I really think it had something to do with the fact that someone I work with referred to me as weak.
Not weak, in the sense that I can't pick shyt up, but that I have a weak character - that shyt really took my azz by surprise because I trusted this trick, yeah I know, what the fuc was I thinking. Never trust a bytch you work with, don't invite that bytch over your house, don't go have happy hour drinks with that cunt, none of that shyt. Especially if that bytch don't have a man in her life. Now this heffa got me trying to sabotage her stapler so that a staple will shoot out of that bytch and hit her in her eye.
You heard it here first.
Disclaimer: I have issues so don't read to much into this shyt.
I used to have a really quiet, calm personality - but here lately fuc that. I really think it had something to do with the fact that someone I work with referred to me as weak.
Not weak, in the sense that I can't pick shyt up, but that I have a weak character - that shyt really took my azz by surprise because I trusted this trick, yeah I know, what the fuc was I thinking. Never trust a bytch you work with, don't invite that bytch over your house, don't go have happy hour drinks with that cunt, none of that shyt. Especially if that bytch don't have a man in her life. Now this heffa got me trying to sabotage her stapler so that a staple will shoot out of that bytch and hit her in her eye.
You heard it here first.
Disclaimer: I have issues so don't read to much into this shyt.
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