venting/ranting/speaking my peace

this blog is personal. it voices an opinion on some shit i'm dealing with currently. it's a situation that will ultimately get worse before it gets better. i need to get this out because who knows, when it comes out and is directed to the person specifically... it may not sound this way.

i tweeted my thoughts, so i'm going to paste them here because that wound is real fresh...

just had a heart to heart with my momma bout my worthless/shifty daddy. the ugly bitch that almost helped break up my parents marriage is back in the picture. bitch shoulda stayed her ass in Guyana. now she's hare taking $ and time away from my family = hell to the muthafuckin naw! and he's spending all his time with her and my half-sister... see i'm worked up now. im bout to give him a piece of my mind soon. how you gon take my whip and go visit this nasty hoe? fuck the bullshit! this is exactly why i won't go see my sister. i'd knock her momma into next year if i came face-to-face with her. whooo LAWD! i'm worked up now. yet another reason to not fuck/date/marry West Indian men. they wanna do what they want, when they wanna do it. marriage vows and kids be damned! i'm finna go the fuck off. he got me fucked up. i might be daddy's little girl but fuck if ima let you shame this family. i've dealt with the shit from before between my parents. beatings and all types of extra shit. i ain't letting my momma go thru that again. make your choice. stay or leave. and when you leave, stay the fuck gone. ain't no returning to the homestead.

yeah. i am upset. yes. i mean every word of it.