my anxiety and stress levels are at an all time HIGH. I CANT EVEN FUCKING DEAL. I didn't mean for that to be in all caps.
Im pissed off at ,myself because quitting my job was probz the most stupid thing I could do.
This thought I making me hate myself even more than I already do. I already hated myself so fucking much. now I fucking loathe mysle.f. Its ridiculous.
This has absolutely nothing to do with me being stressed but I wanted to share this since she is watching my blog posts OBVIIIIIIIII... but I finally got the fist hater message of my life and im honestly flattered.
so let me just set something straight...I fuckiiiiiiing WISH I had an EBT card BITCH. you know how fucking easy life would be if I had a goddamn EBT card bitch??? lol...wow. is my first thought to that.
second, I DO have $20 to spend on my daughters birthday... lol
I bought her a $80 gift, that she fucking died over and did the whole birthday shebang. FYI.
I MEANT ON MY LAST POST THAT I WISH I COULD THROW HER A PARTY LIKE SHE WOULD WANT. I don't have money for a party you idiot. I Have money for cake ice cream balloons and gifts. Now don't get me wrong, im not offended by this stupid comment. Im simply correcting. YES, I am putting myself out there and it might be stupid of me too, but here I am explaining because I am and know the consequences of putting my shit out to the world...
I, am not pathetic for "leeching". I don't feel the need to explain this but im gonna do it any way because my pride is gonna get in the way...SO
I have a mental illness and yesssssss depression & anxiety is %100 a sickness. Im sick. I felt the need of a break from life
{aka} work, for a bit. And thats what I did. Took a mother fucking break. Ivan my fucking amazing human being of a man, offered to work twice as hard as any other mother fucker in this valley, for me to be able to stay home with my kids and get my brain sorted. Little did I know that staying home wasn't the correct way to sort out my fucking sick. It only plummeted it to the deapths of it all.
oh, SHE SAID PART TIME JOB.....
BIIIIIIIIIITCH, WHERE.
IF ONLY YOUR BITCH ASS KNEW WHAT A FULLTIME JOB WAS.
I %100 DOUBT YOU DO, so I won't spend too much time with this one hahaha.
But YOU were mistaken, the job that I so proudly did and so admirably loved,
was NO PART TIME GIG.
YA FUCKIN CUNT.
No one, especially me was trying to be a makeup artist, everyone who knows me knows I hate putting makeup on people. My least favorite thing in the world to do. other than washing a sink full of dishes....and just like my job called for weather it be at home or at Sephora ....I HAD TO SUCK IT UP AND DO IT. My makeup page was for fun to see if it would go anywhere. But come to find out its not exactly something I find myself doing long term. simply just doing it cause I genuinely love to paint my face because I know im good at it. Who ever wrote this I know you're reading, and I know for a fact I am %100 more knowledgeable about makeup and life in general. I am in no way shape or form hurt by this stupid message, I am in no way shape or form intimidated by you. you're nothing more than a fucking coward sitting behind your phone screen laying in bed. You're a loser. I know who I am, and I know %100 what I am capable of.I know where I see myself in the future, and I know I am %100 going to be there.
I feel sorry for you.
I run through your mind always, you watch my IG stories and you watch my blog, you watch whatever move I make that you possibly can...
and for that, I just wanna say that I love you too.
thats clearly whats going on.
keep watching bitch.
I HAVE SO MUCH IN STORE FOR YOUUUUUU.
P.S I KNOW WHO TF YOU ARE LOSERRRRRR.
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