Why, Sara?
WHYYYYYYYYYYY????
I am so sick of this shit.
I know it seems cold. Crass, even. Disrespectful or some such crap. But I don't fucking care. I've had enough. All these goddamn lies, all this scheming and plotting. And for what? Because my "mother" is such a fucking whore that she'll cheat on my Dad without even batting those overly sculpted, pretty eyelashes of hers. God, that woman is so full of herself. She spends all that time in the salon, getting those stupid "mani/pedis," getting her hair done, getting her eyebrows plucked, getting her fucking legs waxed. And for what? So she can go up to my father, pretend she still loves him so he'll give her money - because she's too fucking lazy and useless to earn her own goddamn money - and then, when his back is turned, she'll fuck anything that's got a pulse rate higher than zero. Seriously, look up "slut" in the dictionary. You'll find a picture of her right there, front and center.
And to top it all off, she's even started making moves on her own son. Her own
son, for fuck's sake. I swear to God, this woman doesn't have the slightest idea how to be a decent human being. I don't think she's even capable of thought beyond "Hey, does this thing have a dick, and if so, how can I fucking get it in me?"
But you know, I almost - ALMOST - have to respect her. She's got no fucking morals, not even the tiniest scrap of basic, human decency, but you almost have to hand it to someone who knows what they want and is willing to do whatever it takes to get it. I mean, it's the kind of shit that eventually gets you murdered by a whole fuckton of angry sonsofbitches who hate you for being a waste of human skin, but before that happens, you might just get to enjoy your pathetic, perverted existence. Like I said, I almost respect it.
Definitely respect it more than that idiot sister of mine. Jesus, if there's someone with less sense of self-respect than that perpetually drunken cunt, I don't have a goddamn clue who it would be. So help me, she fucking tries. I mean, the idea of opening her own business. Fucking ballsy, you know? But holy motherfucking God, is she more useless than tits on a boar.
"Oh, boohoo! I don't understand basic economics, which is why I'm losing shit tons of money. Oh, won't someone please help poor me?! I'm so miserable and worthless, but I've got tits bigger than my head, so of course everyone's falling all over me to try and 'help.'"
Ugh. Honestly, I have no idea how I'm related to these people. Did I inherit all the brains in this family? Because it sure as shit feels like it sometimes.
Between Mom, Caroline, and that dumbass brother of mine who doesn't have two brain cells to rub together, I feel like a damn genius - a regular Einstein compared to these imbeciles.
I swear, one of these days, I'm just going to lose it. Just going to lose my fucking mind. Like, one of these days, this shitshow that is my life is going to end in fucking blood and tears. Someone is going to DIE.
I might spare my "dear brother," though. If only because he's got a dick longer than my arm. It'd be a shame to see that go to waste.