deathtoforls

Today I am determined to wear a scowl of resentment varnished in bitter hatred and defeat. The ex...called last night to let me know he had given my number to yet another friend of his that is interested in dating me...dating is a polite way to say fucking in this case. Well, apparently if someone wants to fuck me they ask the permission of my ex before consulting me, which doesnt bode well for them, and they do so right before leaving his house with a stack of porn and making an insulting comment "maybe I wont have to call her now." Well maybe if he did call (which he did several times) he'd get himself torn a new asshole. Do I have skank tattoed across my forehead or something? Until recently, my indiscretions were not numerous, I was monogamous 5 long years...so how is it I'm now known as the town tramp? Fuck him, his odds are about as good as a two legged geriatric race horse. So aside from that, I call the bank, only to find out that even post paycheck direct deposit, I am still $200 overdrawn, for the 7th paycheck in a row. That means I have endured 14 weeks of hell with at least two more on the way. No, I'm not a compulsive shopper, I have bills, debts, obligations and a 28 mile roundtrip drive to/from work, with 1/4 tank to last me 14 days. This is gonna suck...