2001-06-02 - 9:21 p.m.
I am feeling... 
"Scared and seething with rage in Dearborn Heights."
Greetings and salutations.....
This entry comes to you courtesy of an extremely angry woman.
May I repeat, *angry*.
Pissed off, even.
How about livid?
Oh, no! Better yet! I am well and fucking FURIOUS!!!!!
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned... wait... let me rephrase...
Hell hath no fury like a woman fucked around with, suddenly dropped, blamed, guilt tripped, yelled at, insulted by several people who have nothing to do with the situation, lied to, and ignored.
How about that?????
I am so SICK of being the strong one. I don't WANT to hold this all together. You fucking blew EVERYTHING out of proportion way before you should have. Everything could be fine, yet you picked entirely the wrong moment to freak out. I'm scared too!!!!! Don't even fucking THINK for a moment that YOU are the only scared one, and that it's only gonna mess with YOUR life!!!!!
And let me remind you that YOU started this whole situation. I didn't. It was all YOUR fucking idea. For once, I can blame someone else for my troubles and know without a shadow of self-absorbed doubt that it is finally NOT my fault. And then you went and pulled all this fucking shit before we even figured out if anything was wrong.
All I have to say is...
Fuck you, Noah.
FUCK. YOU.
~*~Piper~*~