I told my grandma that I'm moveing out and that I'm getting a new job the other day. Now she's done nothing but bitch at me whenever I'm home.
She just accused me of spending money on Nick again. It must be okay that I spend money on her and that I spent money on my ex, but when I'm not doing it then she's pissed and thinks that I am. I know that she really just wants something to bitch about. Life must be so daul without me in it for her.
She dosen't even realize how unimportatn and unnesisary her life really is. In her fuked up brain she's doing the right thing.
Evey time I come home she has some miuniscule thing to yell about. This time it's because I have no money left on my food card. It dosen't matter that It's the end of the month or that I've boughten grocries for HER house twice now. It's something that she can bitch about and accuse me of spending money on Nick when I'm not. It's just some retarded thing that she can blow out of perportion.
What's worse is that every time she has to bring Nicholas into it. I bet she would like it if I were with Ryan again.
"It's okay that he hits you, he has money. Money is the only thing that is important in life."
I can just imagen her saying that to me. She might as well.
I'm just waiting for the day that she dies so that the world can be rid of yet another uselessidiotic existance, such as hers.
Whenever she talks, shit might as well spew out rather then words. That;s all she talks anyway. Nothing that she says should ever be thoguht of for more then five seconts without someone wanteing to end her life the most bloody way imaginibal.
She's such a shameless, heartless creature. I'm suprised that blood still pumps through her veins, there probobly dry of anythign that's not malic or shit.
I can't wait for the day that she is put in her place. It's just to bad that will be the day that she finaly dies. My last words will be "It's about time you misribal fucking hag."
That's all she is. She has to talk shit so that she can feel more important about her self because she is so daul and ordinary she hates herself and has no productive meaningfull outlet.
I hate life when I'm here. It's really sad that I don't even consider this my home. All that woman can productivly do well is be a cunt. That is her only talent. There is nothing else she is good at.
I hope she chokes on every words that she says to me and about Nicholas.