To the left.
Sunday, February 16, 2014 | 11:24 PM | 0comments
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in the box, to the left.
In the closet, that's my stuffs.
Now if I bought it, please don't touch.
- Beyonce
Yeah, somehow that song relates too damn well to what I'm about to do to you.
You're selfish, you're mean, you're a waste.
Yeah, I said it.
You're a fucking waste.
You could messed up your whole damn life, I don't care.
But once you messed up the lives of them people I care about, that's the end for you.
You aren't afraid of people, you aren't afraid of rules, you definitely aren't afraid of God.
I'm gonna show you what you'll be afraid of.
You said you're tired of living here, you get accused all the time well guess what, I've got news for you. You won't be in "pain" for long.
Laugh.
Laugh as much as you want.
This is not an immediate effect. And this is certainly not a joke.
In time, fear will crawl under your skin and latch onto you like a leech, hunger for your blood.
You do not care for your family, you only knew to take advantage.
You show no respect yet you demand for it.
You do not apologize for your wrong doings, thinking time will make us forget about your mistakes.
You simply do not appreciate for the things that you have and you only care for yourself and them friends you called as "family".
You didn't even say sorry.
I have no need for a liar, a thief and a troublemaker in my life, in my home.
Until you learn from your mistakes and show respect to your family, don't even dare to show your face around here.
This isn't your punishment. This is a gift to you.
Someday, you'll thank me for this.
x Rant x
