If You're Here Because You Love Me, Awesome...
If you're here to see me fall on my face, fuck you.
I’m still feeling a little tenderoni, but I am back to the usual hustle.
Give me a moment as I cut an eye to you slick ass bitches who took the opportunity to be nasty or condescending while I was tending to my home. I hope the look on my face says “what a trash bag ass Hagatha this whore is”. If it doesn’t, Bitch, it’s supposed to.
Now, it never fails, the moment I am tangled up in myself and away from my work for a few, some smart mouth bitches pop up. “Well, Ms. Macon, it sure seems that you have an affinity for these Fuckboys…”
*cue the fucking sound of the record scratching*
Bitch, shut up.
I have that whole book thing happening, dumb bitch, it’s literally called 1-800-Fuckboy. Also, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not the only woman afflicted. And it’s not just women, stupid, there’s a whole crowd of Fuckgirls out there just ruining shit for the rest of us.
Also, let it be reflected on the record that I a) see your little stupid ass comment and b) I have my eye on you bitch, because I feel like I’ll be cussing you out sooner than later.
Now, for my fantastic fans that keep a broad going during the hard times, I love y’all with like the big hearts and X’s and shit. I really do.
But, for you bitches with the snide shit, I do see you. Trust me, I ain’t missing shit whether I’m deep in grief or just taking a nap. Don’t mistake the fact that I’m trying so hard not to go off the deep end as me having gone any version of soft. It hasn’t happened, nor will it be happening.
I would like you bitches to be mindful. quite mindful, of the fact that when you like to kick people when they’re down, life will return that favor to you. I fully intend to be that portion of life when your time comes, and I have a grudge that I’ve been holding onto since 1996, so I don’t forget anything. Welcome to my list, bitch.
Anyway, I’m going to alphabetize my list, and since I’ve gotten into journaling recently, I’m going to have an incredibly colorful and jubilant list.
Outdo that, tramps.
Love you, girl!