Don’t Let The Brendan Sullivans of the World Win…

It’s been a rough month with my mom away and me having to fill in for her shoes. It’s not an easy task being a mother… especially when you aren’t even married nor have you given birth yet. Don’t be a smart ass if you’re reading this, this is MY blog and I know you know what I’m trying to say.

I can go on and enumerate the many ways I hate my life right now but bottom line is… life has been a little hard lately.

So in the midst of all the craziness that has made up my hectic Tuesday morning, I went and made it just a little bit crazier. I scratched the bottom of my moms Altis. Which reminds me, I need to pay for this piece of shit on the 18th. Let me get my organizer. Real time updates, people. This is as real as it gets.

Here is what happened: I was in the middle of a bout of depression because I realized how behind I was on online article writing, blogging, vlogging and everything that gives me money because SUN VALLEY DRAINS THE FUCK OUT OF ME. As I was about to make a turn into the bank to pick up our ATM card that was captured over the weekend thanks to my mother fucking piece of shit helper, I saw 4 bitches standing in the driveway. In all the drama going on in my head, I considered running over them… but i ended up scratching the bottom of the car instead.

And that is why you should never think about murdering people, kids. Because you will pay in the end.