So while my dad was cleaning out my car.. he found the bills. These bills were hidden. Why? Because the stupid cunt opended shit in MY NAME while I was in the hospital. Then she hid the bills in the car so no one would find them. THEN he also found hotel room reciepts that was on my fucking charge card.
STUPID FUCKING CUNT.
That's even to nice to say about a lowlife.
The night she fuckin went to a party on Oct 14th for Halloween she CHARGED a room to my card account. I JUST got out of ER that morning and she fucked me over. Not to mention when I called up to ask the other two hotels about the rooms on my card that I did NOT stay at.. One hotel gave me the number to her moms house and her brothers cell phone. The other gave my car description and license plate number.
Not to MENTION there was a rental car on there from Budget rented in FLINT,Mi. Then she fucking lied and told me that her boss was going to pay for a rental car for her. Asked if I could hold it on my card to get the cheaper online discount. Told me when she got there he was going to call and have it switched to his name.
IT NEVER HAPPENED! I fuckin paid for it. Because she joy rode her ass all around. Over 5,000 miles in one month.
Such a nice feeling when you see your supposed friends face in the rental car she fucked you over with renting, pulling money out of your bank account. Up to 10,000 bucks worth.
Fucking people in hotel rooms she charged on your account, buying shit for other people with money she took from you and acting like she didn't do it.
Oh not to mentioned she fucking opened a Avenue Card and racked that up to 4 hundred and some odd dollars while I was in the hospital.
Oh and the excuse," after all I did i deserved it."
That's a dumb fucking cunt right there for ya!
Sometimes when I look at the site PostSecret.. I see people who have sent in a postcard with a picture of a person with a small note that says.. something great about them with an I love you or you're the reason why I smile.
Sometimes I wish one of those pictures would be me. :o/
Things never to do before going to bed:
1. Look at the Hostel 2 website.
2. Think or say anything perverse.
3. Talk in any sort of flirtatious conversations.
What will happen if this is ignored.
You will have strange dreams that YOU are the one in the movie. Different people will then torture you. (Yes people that you know)
Oddly enough, it was kinda hot.
I find this kind of disturbing.
I know many people saw Hostel. I thought it was a morbid delight. The the fact that it could be true made it even scarier.
So I was looking around and found the Hostel 2 site. There's a menu at the top that looks like a pass port.
While looking I seen something that said bid.
People have uploaded thier pictures to this site and people can 'bid' on them. Like they do in the movies. You get to choose hair color, height, where from and size.
It gave me the heebie jeebies.
Wonder how much I'd get up to?
If you see me on the site.. Would you bid on me? lol
:::EDIT:::
Go bid on me!.. Just think of the things you could do.
*evil giggle*
Crap I guess I should tell you how to get to me.. ahh haha
I am FEMALE. duh.
Blonde Hair.
USA
Tall
Large
27.
Now FIND ME! lol
There's a tornado Warning out... not a WATCH.. a WARNING... and what am I doing?
PLAYING HANGMAN.
Call me an addict if you must.
I still wade in the river of denial.
Today is one of the many days a year that saddens me. Today is supposed to be the joyous day to celebrate the love. Love for the person you call Mom. I have grown to loathe Mother's Day over the past 7years.
I loathe it because my mom was taken from me. By a doctor's mistake. One that could have been prevented. My mom was in 100% remission from cancer. Cancer that start out as colon cancer the size of a large grapefruit. She was magic in every sense of the word. Magic that was snuffed out because a doctor didn't have her x-rays done correctly to check for intestinal issue due to scar tissue. Her intestines twisted. She was kept alive for show. I remember being so tired. She came out of surgery and was still in ICU. They told us to get some sleep and they would call us. We came home for 5 minutes. We had an urgent call to come back, she was awake. I remember her once beautiful green eyes. When she looked at me this time, they were grayish-white. With a tube still in her mouth and a firm grip on my hand she mouth," I love you." Then she was gone. She died a horribly, slow, painful death.
Not only did she die that day. A part of me died as well. She was my best friend, my mother, My life.
I honestly don't think I will ever be 100% happy. Especially without her.
This is my Mom:
:: note to self:::
You know you need to get a life when
VR peeps are playing Who's online Poker and you've become a card in almost every hand.
O.o
I want CAKE.
Marble with no Frosting.
JUST cake.
I have one. Maybe I'll go make it.
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