Call Me Heartless...

... but the bitch has to go. I have had it up to here with being used and abused all in the name of family. I have very low tolerance for any type of bull shit with so-called family members. The only person I'm even going to consider taking any bullshit from is my father so if you're not him and you're coming with bullshit, prepare to be put on the chopping block.

Mia is the epitome of these ignorant, ghetto bitches I can barely stand the sight of. Not only she is a teen mother, but she's dirty and has no respect for herself. I don't believe in people making excuses for themselves, especially when there is extra help offered. So, her having a baby at a young age doesn't warrant any pity from me, especially since this is apparently what she wanted for herself.

I am not her personal maid or her personal chef. I don't give a fuck about how hard of a time she could possibly be having because she's so disrespectful. I do not owe her anything and the fact that she walks around thinking she can shit, eat, and fuck up without having to clean up or contribute in some way makes me want to puke.

I don't have to many emotions for her either so I have no qualms about slapping her across her slick ass mouth when she thinks its ok to talk shit to me because I ask her to clean up behind her and her baby. I am not the reason for her predicament. I didn't tell her to lay down and spread her legs, hoping a baby would keep her boyfriend from cheating on her. So don't bring that attitude shit to my face because I AM NOT HAVING IT.

PERIOD.

I know this sounds harsh, but I am not big on family, so you fuck up, then you're on the chopping block and it looks like she just lost the biggest support system she ever had. And I don't care.