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Confetti [angry drunk poetry]


you say now you’ll show me..

you WANT to show me..

the “real” you.

i met you in 2004.

almost 8 years

8 fuckin years

and you never thought to show me the “real” you?

not even once during those 8 years did that occur to you?

what would make you think that after all that has happened

after all the shit i put up with

all the times i stood up for you

all the things ive done for you &time ive wasted

trying to help someone who didn’t give a shit

being the one who stuck with you

no matter how many times you stabbed me in the back

no matter how much bullshit i endured and tolerated

for what?

for someone who was living a lie the whole time?

FUCK THAT.

FUCK YOU.

i’m done.

gone.

and moving the fuck on.

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fuck you, you fucking poltergeist


the one day i decide to take the train to work instead of wasting $16-$32 on parking, i get home to find my car window shattered.
i should have ignored the doctor and taken the rest of my stuff up to my apartment, despite the fact that i hurt my back really bad while i was moving, but i figured since there was nothing really valuable on its own (at least nothing that was visible) it would be fine for one more day. i had plans to pick up a friend after work so he could help me carry the rest of the stuff up to my new apartment.
i did not even know how to react when i walked past my car that night. it looked like my window was open, so i looked closer thinking “why would i have left my window open? i rarely roll the back passenger window down so that doesn’t make sense.. maybe i’m just being paranoid.”
at this point i realized it wasn’t open, it was GONE. there was glass everywhere, everything in my car had been thrown around, it was a fucking mess. after my friend helped me carry everything that was left up to my apartment, i spent the next few hours screaming, venting, punching and kicking shit, and trying to remember everything that had been in there so i could figure out what had been taken. even though nothing was valuable on its own, it all added up to hundreds of dollars of stolen property. not only did they steal my textbooks, my laundry, random medicines (WHO THE FUCK STEALS EXCEDRIN?!), a notebook, a toothbrush holder, a flat iron, and a bunch of other random shit, but among those items were: my 2pac shirt that i spent 3 hours searching for in time square 5 years ago, my favorite dress, a vintage shirt that belonged to my grandmother, and my favorite sweater. the notebook they stole was filled (literally cover-to-cover) with poems and other writing that i hadn’t had time to type yet.

i know it could’ve been a lot worse and i’m very grateful that it wasn’t, but really? WHAT KIND OF A THIEF BREAKS INTO A CAR AND STEALS LAUNDRY, TEXTBOOKS, AND MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS OF LITTLE MONETARY VALUE…AND DOESN’T STEAL THE IPAD, THE NEW CAR SPEAKERS (THAT HADN’T EVEN BEEN INSTALLED YET), THE NOOK E-READER, OR THE IPOD

needless to say, i emptied out my car and will never make the mistake of leaving ANYTHING in there ever again. not a cd, not a sweater. absolutely NOTHING. not even a newspaper. not even a fucking pen.
fuck the people in this world who do shit like this.
i know desperate people do desperate things, but this really seems more like a dumb ass thief thinking they’re some sort of badass thug cuz they know how to break a window, just looking to make someone else’s life more difficult. fuck you, you fucking poltergeist.

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dear world,


dear world,
fuck you if you have an issue with me. im going to be happy and get my life together whether you try and fuck me over or not. to anyone who has a problem with me, i dont give a fuck, get the fuck over it. i dont have time for people like you in my life. to anyone who doesn’t like me, GOOD, i dont need you to like me, now leave me the fuck alone. to anyone who wants to start shit, start it somewhere else, cuz you’re wasting your time with me.
to the insecure bitches and assholes from my past that feel the need to try to pull me back down with them, get over yourself, there’s a REASON why you didn’t make it to my PRESENT or my FUTURE. that being said, stay the fuck away from me with that bullshit.
i refuse to let this shit hold me back. i have finals, bills, and MY OWN RESPONSIBILITIES to worry about, i dont have time for nonsense like this.
sincerely, ME

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