Some People Really PISS Me Off!

My BFF really pissed me off AGAIN a few minutes ago. I do not know, at the moment, why i even bother texting her, sending her messages on Facebook, or have her as ‘sister’ on my Facebook page, or do I bother have her on as a friend altogether on facebook. I am sick and tired, as stated in an earlier diary of thought of her telling me what to do and telling other people she will ignore them on facebook for not listening to her – when she told another friend of ours who just got married a couple of weeks ago not to be on facebook for three days so she can spend time with her newlywed husband. I am so glad this friend decided to do what she wanted and ignored our friend. I too pretty much ignored our friend telling me not to communicate with our friend so she can spend time with her newlywed husband. Anyway, this friend just texted me, AFTER I texted her a prayer request stating that her cell phone was done charging now and that I need to wait for her to text me next time before texting her again. What a BITCH!!! I wish that her parents could intervene and stop her attitude problem with people but because my friend is an adult and married herself now, her parents cannot stop her from doing anything. I just have this feeling nagging my insides saying that my BFF is going to get herself into trouble all over again with the law yet with her attitude because she is going to really piss someone off to the point the law is going to get involved yet. I am not going to be the one who is going to call the law on her because she is causing trouble again. Every woman has every right to be a BITCH while every man has a right to be a bastard. Just won’t allow any bitch or bastard to touch me when they are pissed off. I will give credit for my BFF for who she is because she does recognize where she is in my life. She is moving from JVL to Milton, Wisconsin at the end of the month and she has been super duper busy with packing and getting things ready for the move so she probably does have hormones raging a bit from the stress of the move. The idea of moving in my world would stress me out like it did two years ago when I moved from the 3rd floor to the 1st floor.

Author: ksmiley

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