Venting God Is A F-Head!

[GarageKarate07]

Can I use that title? I don't care. So I'm writing a final letter to my child. I've written all the people I want to say goodbye to. I'm putting money in envelopes and cleaning my house. I'm writing a letter to the police. I've been working on my death machine for about 2 months and I have everything ready. I have coffee and I'm smoking and checking the final things off my list. I'm crying and blah blah blah you've heard all this before.

2 old girlfriends start texting me for no reason. I say things are fine because I figure it's better that way.

Then this fucking BITCH calls me with a fucking job offer! It's more money than my last job before unemployment back in September. We update my resume and I have a drug test and a background check to do.

WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THAT ABOUT!?

Literally suitcase in hand waiting on the deck for the fucking redeye and this job comes out of nowhere! I could have really used that shit weeks ago and saved myself some stress and now I'm just fucking mad! I'm not mad I'm actually crying and being very thankful. Also I don't believe in GOD myself but for lack of a better argument, FINE, I'll fucking take it!

In the real world (IRL) this would be great but I can't complain about this to my circle and tell them I'm about to go the fuck home and these assholes just ruined all my good work!

LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK!?

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[x~Sophia~x]

Fantastic news! Good luck with the new job :D

 

[GarageKarate07]

Fantastic news! Good luck with the new job :D

I'm mad! Now I have to go over to the recovery threads and "Ask my support circle for help" and all that crap. I'm still drinking tonight though. I just ran out of booze.

 

[x~Sophia~x]

I'm mad! Now I have to go over to the recovery threads and "Ask my support circle for help" and all that crap. I'm still drinking tonight though. I just ran out of booze.

I'm raising a glass to you right now :)

 

[Mentalmick]

I'm raising a glass to you right now :)

Who's that actress? She bears an uncanny resemblance to my imaginary wife. They could be twins.
Turns out that's probably Mary Fitzgerald. She's married to some ken doll wannabe who has a face you would never tire of slapping. Luckily my one only has eyes for me. However, be warned twatface, if you even enter the airspace of Scotland I will annihilate you.

 

[GarageKarate07]

I'm raising a glass to you right now :)

I've been buying this cheap wine. I swear it tastes like pink. Like pink pink the color pink. Keeps me in a mild buzz so I'm not upset and yet still functional. Stupid pink wine is a life saver.

 

[GenesAndEnvironment]

my imaginary wife