tonight after fucking 20 minutes my car got hit by some fucking asshole that decided it was necessary to try to pull his trailer attached to a truck through a tight parking lot of cars. yup, my car was the one that got hit. fucking scratched, dented, ruined all down the right side. i am FUCKING IRATE. this is the first fucking car i've owned and payed EVER SINGLE DIME towards and BAM! has got hit by TWO retards in consecutive 6 months each. I am not one to be such a debbie downer but wow. i can clearly state after this week that fuck. my. life. i have cried my fucking eyes out all week with the heartbreak of stupid jonathan and his stupidity of choosing to bring me into his life again. my saturday night comes-
i cant even fucking type this without being fucking IN RAGE! i have to shake it out every 10 seconds. fuck i should not have left this house tonight. why. the fuck. did I?!!?! god damnit. i know compared to shit in this world right now this situation is so minor, but really- what THE FUCK!
i can't do it anymore.
