Once again...WOMEN! Deceiving, lying, manipulating and freakin mood swinging psychos. I swear, I saw my girl sprout horns from her forehead the other day, and I saw it....her eyes turned red.
Over something fuking stupid. Then wonders why I don't have a clue, when they won't make anything clear. My two main problems are:
I don't have a car ATM, so I have no release other than working out (which I'm so damn depressed about my situation and the govt) but have no motivation to repetitively pick up 40lb weight for an hour. Secondly, the weather. I can't just run out and hit a few places to photo without slipping on ice/snow, cold weather hurting the camera, and the fact I can't stand the cold. So, I'm fuct.
Why is it even simple discussions with a woman are always an opportunity for them to mind fuk us?? Sometimes she asks why I am not talking..haha. She knows why. They want us to talk so that they can dissect and split hairs on how you like a movie. "It's becasue of that "whichever" actress whore, isn't it?" or: "Ashley Judd is who you are thinking about when we have sex. Whatever, don't lie."
/sigh /facepalm /shootself
I have no job due to NY being the most raped state right now from this "depression". I am getting bent over by SSI to get ANY bit of help, and have no car even. I will possibly wind up on the street soon. I can't pay my rent, but I have food stamps and medicade. Buuuttt...they can't help out my rent until I get this job?? On top of all that, I am sick of the mind fuk games women play. The cheating, lying, manipulating, men, we know it all. I don't have to rant.
She said she has a Dr. appt. tonight at 6pm...huh? WHAT Dr. office sees ppl at 6pm?? My office is one of the later ones that stays open to 5pm M-Thurs. BUT, she snuck out of my house early...I pretented to be alseep. She snuck out at 4:30, and was real quiet and never said "bye", nothing. I have a feeling I'm not the only one she's seeing. What a surprise.
I have (no joke) been checking out abandoned houses or allys to live in as we go places. Never been homeless, but it's scaring me. I'll pick a spot close to my Dr. and pharmasist, and buy ppl things with my food stamps in exchange for smokes. Sit in a old house, start a fire in a barrell, and that's that. Really, what's the fuking point anymore?