|Willow (the_willow) wrote,|
@ 2012-06-12 12:26:00
Ding Dong The Bitch Is Gone!
The Wicked Bitch Is Gone! Freedom, The Bitch Is Gone. The Nasty Bitch Is Gone!
Don't have to deal with her for a whole other year. And even though I didn't get some of the things I wanted to get when I left the house this morning, just KNOWING, it's OVER. Her judging, scrounge up face, ready to fine people for being poor, sick, weak and more, with her sniffing and checking the dishes in the sink, and peering in the toliet, and trailing her fingers for dust like some nasty bad movie monster-in-law, even though all she has to do is verify the apt for the city.... HER BITCHNASTINESS IS GONE.
I just, I left the house with twenty minutes for when she was to show up, cause I just wasn't gonna deal even a little bit. All my energy now, is for trying to get to my brother's graduation and dealing with my mother when I get there. And there was a moment there I thought the landlady had forgot, and wasn't coming and this black hole of pain, crying filled despair started to swallow me, and anger pulled me out and I was about to tell my very sweet landlady - well, reschedule cause I'm damn well not staying in the house!
OH YES THE BITCH IS GONE! THE EVIL BITCH IS GONE! GONE! GONE! BACK TO HER CAVE! THE WICKED BITCH IS GONE! EACH YEAR I HOPE SHE DIES! I HOPE THE BITCH JUST DIES! THIS YEAR I HOPE THE SAME! BUT NOW I JUST DON'T CARE! CAUSE THE WICKED BITCH IS GONE!