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Being miserable for having ruined my girl's 4th of July.
Stupid Her Mother.
It was at church, and during the holiday picnic, we wondered off... then before we knew it, everyone was gone, the building was locked, and she had come looking for us, wondering why we hadn't called.
So, she said that we could no longer spend the day together, our movie date was cancelled, there would be no swimming, not even with the other friend who was invited, she was getting a refund on the fireworks and taking my girl home--to her bitch of a dad and his girlfriend, who believe that you should 'grow out of' the 4th of July.
She's going to be stuck at home with this bastard, cooped up in her room alone and miserable. She's not even going to be able to go outside and watch them--and she can't see them where she lives, anyway.
And her mom came and got her last night BECAUSE he was up in her face, yelling at her for no reason other than he's a short, manipulative, evil little prick who deserves to be tipped over like it would be so easy to do.
He thinks he's hiding behind that shades-and-ballcap ensemble, with the cigarette--what a bitch. He pisses me off, the way he treats her.
Anyway, I know she's miserable, so I'M miserable.
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