I am a total liar. Remember when I told you this. Yeah, well, guess what... I LIED! I didn't mean to lie. I really, honestly thought it was true. That is how I had been feeling for a long time.
Then yesterday I had to go to the laundry mat because I broke my washing machine (it's only 2 years old- wonderful). There was this freaky guy who was looking at me like he wanted to eat me, seriously. I was so freaked out. Then I saw that he was there with a little baby girl. Probably 3 months old. I could not believe that that freak got to have a baby and I don't. WTF!?! As they left I gave him the death stare, but then I caught myself and said I silent prayer that the poor baby won't have to live the life I think she's going to have.
Then today I hear that these coke-heads (and I mean that literally- cocaine addicts) are expecting a baby. Are you kidding me here God? He is a dealer. She lost her job because she was stealing drugs from her patient. Great people to be giving a baby too God. WHY? I don't understand it. I just don't. I can't even write about it anymore because I am so fricking sick and tired of wondering why those loosers get to have a baby, and mine is dead.
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?