Fucking Dumbass Shit.

I've been given instructions to write a gratitude list...and I'm just about to get to that...but first, I need to bitch about something.

The fucking thing that I hate most right now in my life is being scared--scared for myself, for my man, and for my stuff.

The fucking thing that I hate second most in my life right now is the tediousness of it all. I hate all these ghetto scenarios this dumbass man I love keeps getting me stuck in. I hate having to think about "pawn shops" and "dealers" and "guns" and all that kind of wannabe thug dumbshit. I fucking hate the stories that I am always telling people. I hate the entire rhetoric of addict-life...the pawn and steal and gun and lie and twenty dollars and blah blah blah. I have better things to do with my head. I have better language to use than that.

It's ghetto.