But "she's not mad" though. Haha. I won't bother to quote the entire rant that took her so many days to craft, but a couple lines stuck out for me:
spra"news flash, I'm not nice and I've no idea why you think I'd be nice"
Exactly my original point. You come off as a no-account mean spirited bitch who has no business raising anyone's kids. I wish I knew where you were so I could call protective services for those poor children you're haranguing to death.
"you should evaluate why you felt the need to try and involve yourself in my life"
Oh, I dunno, maybe becuase YOU WROTE A HUGE 'WOE IS ME' RANT and invited all of us to read it? Of all the self-serving, attention-whoring, look-at-me garbage I've seen on this board, that was one of the worst. And when I gave you my honest take on it, you couldn't take the heat. Don't feel bad, you aren't the first to be humbled by truth, only the shrillest.
"That smell, Victoria's Secret Romantic Wish body wash followed by body lotion and bodyy, topped off with a little Estee Lauder Tuscany Per Donna perfume"
Earlier on a different thread, somebody mentioned the difficulty one faces in trying to polish a turd. Dumping gallons of toilet water on your stanky ass doesn't make you any less a filthy whore, just thought I'd share that. Just makes you smell of flowers AND shit.
"As for deciding not to go, every girl has a right to change their mind so you go girl!"
"God, I'm surrounded by so much pussy here I feel like a gynocologist"
"you pretend I haven't totally smacked you and made you my bitch."
"Dono, you're a ulta sensitive chick, you have entirely too much estrogen"
Interesting how, when you really want to isult and call someone weak and useless, you always fall back on female descriptives. I was going to call you a man-hater based on your opinions of your brother, but that's not accurate is it? You loathe yourself. You hate that you have titties and a pussy, and that you are seen as the "weaker" sex. So you overcompensate by acting extra tough and nasty, and bitching just like a man that you have to raise some snotnoses your brother left behind.
I think we've made a real breakthrough here, Laker Girl. Once you recognize your self-loathing you can begin to move past it, and eventually into a semi-healthy relationship. Maybe with a lonely incarcerated man looking for a pen pal, or something.
