Keeping Up With The Kardashians

is the biggest piece of shit I have ever seen in my life.
I was sitting on the couch today with my mom in the living room and she was watching this shit about one of the bitch sisters getting married to some dude she knew for two weeks.
What the fuck is wrong with these people. And then the rich, arrogant bitches had the BALLS to get mad at their step dad because he was upset that he wasn't told about the engagement? I mean WHAT THE FUCK. He had to fucking learn about it on the damn news!!!
What the hell is wrong with these girls? The one who spoon feeds these little whores is the one that doesn't even get told about what could be a life changing event.

It must be nice to wake up everyday and have everything you ever wanted and needed at your fingertips. While the working class people, like my mother and grandparents, had to work their asses off slaving away just to make sure we make it by month to month.

Its just a big pile of bullshit, and looking at the Kardashians just totally rubs it in. I'm sorry but when I am relaxing and watching t.v. I don't want an inside view of the life of some rich snob who has had everything spoon fed to her. They are spoiled little brats who don't know the value of a dollar. I would love to see Kim Kardashian be completely cut off from all her parent's money and kicked out and forced to make a living on her on working 40 hours a week minimum wage.

And then to see the BLATANT disrespect one of the Kardashian girls towards their mother. This rotten girl had the guts to flat out behave in the most disrespectful way ever. While she was trying on her wedding dress, which was only 9 DAYS AFTER THEIR FORMAL ENGAGEMENT, her mother took out her old dress and wanted just to see her daughter try it on. And the first thing out of that stupid bitches mouth was that "That is the ugliest thing I have ever seen in my life," reducing her mother to tears.

What the fuck is wrong with these people?

"Dad said he'll call the cops on you if you don't let me in"

"Well I will call them on him for even coming here"
*dead silence*

So I wake up today and I make myself some muffins and then I get a knock at the door. I'm like "kay who the fuck is this." They were way too short to be seen by the little peeper hole so I opened it a crack.
And then my sister is there trying to barge in. I was like "NO THANKS I DON'T WANT ANY"
And I locked her back out. And then she is standing there banging on the door like I am really gonna let her in.
She proceeds to tell me she forgot the PS2 here. I told I didn't care and she can go home now.
She comes back and tells me my dad will call the cops on me if I don't let her in.
I told her I would call on them for trying to bug me. She left all pissed off.

Tim chooses the best of times to fuck with us all.
Happy Birthday Mom, the man you fucked and had two kids with and wasted 17 years of your life married too is trying to ruin your day.
Win.

>.> More to come later <3

Emo-cidal Nonsense

Okay.
So I come back to my blog a few months later and re-read everything.
And I noticed these things:
1. I thought I was so cool writing my dark and bothered poetry
2. ANGST ANGST ANGST
3. I was wayyy to emo a few months ago.
4. GAY TITLE; seriously, what the FUCK was I on when I named this shit? I swear.
Its like "oh yeah I'm so cool and emo 'love and vengeance"; because I'm so hardcore and you know COOL that I can't have a creative name that isn't completely GAY and will make me want to shoot myself looking back at it.
5. Pathetic; I don't think I can stress how pathetic this blog is. It is shit. Epic shit on toast with a glass of piss served up to you on a platter made with the dried up tears and blood of 5 million emo kids. PATHETIC. It's just fail.
6. I still like some of the shitty poetry; its all dark and sad as fuck. I don't understand why I would actually post something so... dramatic and depressing...on a PUBLIC venue.
7. I have changed. Alot; since all of this pathetic, dark and bothered nonsense, I have so changed. I don't know if for the better. But you sure as hell won't be seeing anymore of this shit you had to see, that is just sad. If I ever get all like that again, do me a favor and shoot me. Save me from the sorrow of suffering my own writing.