
of late, i've been rather docile. maklumlah, dah jadi bini orang. i gotta think twice before i mouth off, after all my husband's reputation is also at stake, kan... and besides, i'm in a strange (in EVERY sense of the word) land and i have no friends so i better be nice. and i tried, i truly truly did but some stupid cunt just had to cross my wire lah so she kenalah one of my 'call a spade, a spade' tirade.
so it's this simple. if you are an addict, you're an addict. i won't call you an xxx-head (fill in the blank with your drug of choice) or say you have a habit so it doesn't sound that harsh. i WILL call you an addict and i WILL stay away from you because you're the kind of scum i don't want to end up being, given my predilection for fun, illegal, high inducing stuff. see, i'm not some naive chit you can lure to your drug den with promises of friendship. i've been down that road before and had WAY more fun with MUCH nicer people and thankfully got out of it unscathed. so u can shove it bitch. seriously, shove it.
and if you are evil, i WILL call you evil. to your face. so you know nigga ain't buying that 'i'm the victim here' routine. newsflash dumbfuck, you can't fart and expect to come out of it smelling like roses.
so if you're stupid enough to ask me if i'm cool with you when it's quite obvious that i'm not, then please don't expect diplomacy from me. and please don't try to engage me in some lameass he says, she says. i'm sorry if you're under some delusion that my loyalty lies with you but when you mess with my bro, you mess with me. capish?
p.s: babs, i got a tale to tell... i'll try not to watsapp u during buka. : P