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MinnesotaMomma91
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open letter monday anyone?
MinnesotaMomma91
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Dear bf,
Really you had to go and bring up wanting another baby right after we started getting better again. No. Just no. Weve gone around and around and around. Yes i want a baby woth you, yes i miss having a newborn, but i want a career, and i want to be married before we have a kid together. Please stop bringing it up in insensitive ways.
Your irritated girlfriend
Dear fucker in a car
Fuck you very much for almost hittibg me today while i was walking. In the crosswalk. When i had the right away. And no dont flip me off and honk at me your the ass hole here bro.
Dear chinese food
Stop being over cooked and taste better thatd be great.
Me
Really you had to go and bring up wanting another baby right after we started getting better again. No. Just no. Weve gone around and around and around. Yes i want a baby woth you, yes i miss having a newborn, but i want a career, and i want to be married before we have a kid together. Please stop bringing it up in insensitive ways.
Your irritated girlfriend
Dear fucker in a car
Fuck you very much for almost hittibg me today while i was walking. In the crosswalk. When i had the right away. And no dont flip me off and honk at me your the ass hole here bro.
Dear chinese food
Stop being over cooked and taste better thatd be great.
Me
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Re: open letter monday anyone?
Dear Christmas,
Hurry the hell up already! I want to watch my baby open her presents!!
Dear Mother Nature,
Still waiting for a white Christmas. What's the hold up??
Dear former boss,
I still think your a stupid F-ing C word and hope you get NOTHING but all the evil shit you dish out, all at once, for the holidays. Others are starting to see it, too. The best part is that you didn't beat me down you fat conceited heartless cow. My baby and I are going strong and never missed a beat. So, suck it. Bitch.
When you asked for my ex's address, stupidly I assumed that was so you could send him child support documents that he needed to fill out....forgive me for assuming. I realize now that sending them to the address my ex has not lived at in almost a year (that I just told you my son and I just moved out of) Is obviously far more likely to garner a response then the one I gave you, where he currently lives, in another state. What was I thinking!?
I realize that you must have been shocked when he didn't respond. Personally, I love how you re-sent his paperwork this time to my home address instead of again sending to him at the address I provided for you, which again is in a whole different state that enables where I live. Of course if he did live here then I wouldn't need you're services as we would still be living together and no child support would be owed.
You know what I like most about the re sending of his packet directly to my home? Apparently the post office gave you that info based on the fact that my ex and I have the same last name (imagine that) so this must be where to send anything and everything with that last name on it regardless of the first names listed. On top of that, remember that violence declaration you had me fill out and promised that he would never be given our whereabouts? Well I filled that out and turned it in and apparently it NEVER got put in my case which is how your computer didn't catch that you were sending his forms to me. Thank God he's lazy and stupid and owes CA a lot of money and didn't put in a change of address any time in the last few weeks because if it had been forwarded by the post office to him instead of me the cover page has our address in big bold black and white letters. He only physically abused me in front of our son, had an emotional and physical affair with a 16 year old girl and has threatened to abduct my son so no biggie right?
Sincerely,
A freaked out and oh so angry mommy
Thank you for listening to my rant.