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My Life Thus Far
For Them, I Would Kill
There have been few times in my life that I've felt truly
homicidal. I've been through some crazy shit in my life
and never have I had the urge to hurt someone like I do
right now. Why? Because all those things that I endured
growing up happened to ME. Now someone is messing with my
children and for them, I would kill.
I was in a damn good mood. Now that's all shot to hell. My
hands are shaking, my blood pressure is surely elevated to
an all-time high and I'm trying my hardest to control my
emotions, but it's hard. All I want to do is walk down the
street, go to that nosy bitch's house, bust down the door
and punch her in her fleshy Miss Piggy-looking face.
Thankfully, I've got more sense than that. She will get
hers and I'll have nothing to do with it.
Snookums checked the mail today and left it on the counter
for me. I picked up an envelope that looked very curious
to me. It stuck out because it was hand written with my
name, house number and city, but no street. Just Jackson
Park Housing. So, I opened it and read a little ways into
it. It was a letter from a CPS investigator. Yes, Child
Protective Services. Saying that I have to call them by
tomorrow to set up a meeting so they can investigate a
complaint. If I don't, they'll just show up. I don't care
when they come, that isn't an issue. My children are loved
and cared for, my house is clean and I have no vices. The
part that fires me up is that all of this came from me
telling that piece of shit where to go. CPS has better
things to do than investigate complaints made out of
spite. I would never do that. No responsible adult would.
CPS should be out there helping children that need it. Not
coming to see how well mine live. I may not have a strong
belief in God, but I most certainly believe in Karma and
this lady is drumming herself up a whole heaping helping
of bad Karma. She's getting on a plane soon. She'd better
be careful...
Once again, I'm being messed with. I think I've paid for
all of my past transgressions now. I'm trying to live a
peaceful life. Why can't the people around me do the same?
Ciao.
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