I've sat back and kept my mouth shut because I know you're just trying to get a rise out of me and I didn't want to give you that satisfaction. When I realized how seriously desperate you were becoming, calling us whores for going on vacation, arguing with people in my comments, threatening to steal my "bitchy" kids and saying you were sitting outside of my house watching us, I think it's time I speak up. Are you listening closely?! This is the only time I'm going to address you and your attempts.
I don't know who you are or what I did to piss you off so badly that you would waste your life away stalking my blog and trying to bring me down with you. So please, explain your hatred?! Or do you even hate me?! Is it that you just have nothing better to do in your free time (Free time meaning every waking minute because you constantly check back to see if your comments have been answered). Are you married? Do you have kid(s)? If so, I don't see HOW you have the time to try to annoy me like you do. I just don't understand it. You don't even read the posts. You just comment away with dumb comments to try to get under my skin.
News flash: not working. You're desperate and sad and obviously have no life. Go pick up a hobby or something.
On that note, I'm gonna end here and leave you with a song.
And in case you're viewing this from a cell phone or something.... I'll even post the lyrics for you:
I haven't been to church since I don't remember when
Things were going great 'til they fell apart again
So I listened to the preacher as he told me what to do
He said you can't go hating others who have done wrong to you.
Sometimes we get angry, but we must not condemn.
Let the good Lord do His job and you just pray for them.
I pray your brakes go out running down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill
and knocks you in the head, like I'd like to
and knocks you in the head, like I'd like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you're flying high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know wherever you are honey, I pray for you
I'm really glad I found my way to church
'Cause I'm already feeling better and I thank God for his words.
Yeah I'm going take the high road,
And do what the preacher told me to do,
You keep messing up and I'll keep praying for you.
I pray your tire blows out at 110.
I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with
his and her tattoos.
I pray your brakes go out running down a hill.
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the
head like I'd like to.
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you're flying high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know wherever you are, near or far, in your house or in your
car,
wherever you are honey, I pray for you.
I pray for you
And since I'm a southern girl, well honey, bless your little heart.