Thursday, May 26, 2005

How dare she

I don't know if you remember or not, but back in January I had written about a childhood friend that I decided to clean my life of. To wipe her off of my universe. To tell her syanara, see ya tomorrah. Or never.

Guess who emailed me today?

Yup.

This is what the fuckwad writes me:
I was just letting you know if you are able to receive this email that I am now expecting another BOY... in 4 months… Beginning of October... Evan Robert Lee Martin...

(-=

Stacey


... And I should give a fuck, because? Fuck you Stacey. Fuck you and your little asshole ways of trying to slither back into my life. You want congratulations? You want a fucking award? An award for what? Having three different baby daddy's with five children? All boys may I add, who will never have a real man in their lives to teach them how to be men? All boys who have underlying mental conditions because their mother has uprooted them from evicted houses, watching her be a drug addict, watching her never do anything but fuck up her life? And one of those boys being a very special boy to me because I babysat him, and took care of him, made him as my own, who called me "Titi Mari" for years, and you then took him away from me because you were fucking jealous of me having a real life? A very special boy who was fed venomous lies about his Titi Mari. A very special boy who suffers from Oppositional Defiance Disorder because of YOU STACEY?

Fuck you Stacey Jane. I fucking have known you for 24 fucking years, and all that came out of that friendship was me digging you out of shit. Digging you out of one fuck up after another. Digging you up and dusting you off and you going right back to being a fuck up. Over and over and over again. The only thing that is good that came out of knowing you so long, was you introduced me to my husband. Thank you. You actually did something for me.

Fuck you Stacey. You didn't give two fucks that I almost fucking died after I had my last baby. But had to fucking email me, after I fucking BLOCKED you from my godamn email account, to tell me you're having another baby with a crackhead that fucking stoled from us when we were roomates 10 years ago?

You want congratulations from Mari? Oh how nice. Guess I shall give it to you on the internet, and I hope one day you come across this and finally get a fucking clue.

Congratulations, for fucking up a friendship that was worth gold. Congratulations for being an asshole. You win. Biggest asshole of the fucking decade.

My life will forever be golden, because I have left you out of it.

5 Comments:

Blogger Evelina said...

Mari. Didn't read your posts back in January. But from reading this post....What the fuck? I'm sorry. Shit. I feel bad for the kids. Lo que le pasa a ella es que esta super celosa. But I don't have to tell you that. Be glad she's out of your life. And I wouldn't even read any future emails from her. You don't need all these negative vibes. Te mando besitos and good vibes....

11:52 PM  
Blogger test said...

Mari,

Sorry this doesn't have anything to do with your post. I have a similar experience so I feel your pain.

Anyhoo-can you phucn beilieve those two posting on Alisa's blog? OMG!!! The nerve! They deserve their own reality show-more dysfunctional than the Osbornes. That's for sure!

I can't wait to see what A comes back with! She's busy picking up sucias from the airport I think.

~crazy
~crazy

2:50 PM  
Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

If she e-mails you again, tell her what you REALLY think.

3:24 PM  
Blogger Mariposa said...

Snake... I HAVE! LMFAO! That is the thing, I have told her over and over and over, stay out of my life, forever. I don't want to be associated with your kind, you drain me, you upset me, etc. etc. etc.
And she stillll comes BACK! Ugh.

4:22 PM  
Blogger tannia g. robles said...

damb Mari that girl has serious problems. i think you should e-mail her a copy of your blog posting. some people don't get it any other way than the honest "I'm mad at your bitch ass so don't EVER contact me because your presence in my life makes me want to throw up" kind of way.

4:53 PM  

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