rant.

1. every time i look at pictures of you and your husband, i vomit. Does he own anything but dirty vests and fugly shoes? seriously. you are worth more. im sorry, i know im a bitch, but i always thought it was you that had the star. the star that elevated you above all of us. am i so bad for thinking, you could’ve done better… It’s less than ideal and I can see the pain on your face.

2. Do you honestly believe that your snipy snipe little sucky uppy is going to get you any kudos from me? mmm. Maybe you didn’t get the memo. I don’t care what your whiney arse opinion is, because you can’t back it up.

3. Don’t attempt to show me up. You will fail. Sadly, you did it to yourself. Seriously. You should know by now that if you’re going to find fault with someone’s spelling, please make sure you know how to spell. I’m just saying.

4. Yes, that is correct. I am sat here before you because I think something might be amiss. No, I’m not being paranoid. Yes, I know you’re swallowing your words five minutes later. Yes, you are lucky I managed not to smack you across the room.

5. I really don’t give a fuck what you think about my knee-highs. I am not the one waddling around in a two-piece made from old carpet.

Why is it that most of my rants can be summed up with the phrase “before you judge, judge yourself?”

…and im spent…

Boxing Gloves and Chanting. Roll on weekend.