Sunday, October 11, 2009

I HATE PETER WHO IS MY DAD

Peter, this is some fucked up shit. I am in disbelief about your mentality, your lies, your way of life and your sense of privilege. Yet, these are the choices you make. You are one of them. You are one of the bad guys. And the fucked up part about it is that you are my dad and I fucking hate people like you. If you were anyone else I would tell everyone I know that I hate you. You are like Rush Limbaugh. I fucking hate Rush Limbaugh. I want to rip out his tongue. You are every white stiff-pricked male oppressor that makes decisions to keep you are yours on top. You are one of them. You are one of the good ol’ boys. Do you understand? You are the problem. You are your kind, you ARE the fucking problem. And this is how you do it:

You take away people’s sense of pride and self worth. You use words and phrases like integrity, hard work, self-sufficiency and family values. You use your handshakes and haircuts and genuine smiles and straightforward talk to create the appearance that you have integrity and that you can be trusted. You say that people can pull themselves up by their own bootstraps. If people work as hard as you, they can have what you have. Your family and friends look up to you and love you. But that is where the truth ends, because you have your little mistress, and she gets a lot of your time, too. And with all the lives you’re juggling and all the hard work, you have nothing to say to your family. These people that want nothing more than your approval will never get it because you don’t know who they are. You’re thinking about banging that Skeletor-faced skinny bitch. Your daughters’ self-worth (the very foundations of their souls, learned at the most tender of ages) are based on watching a woman that never did anything for herself be treated like shit. Your disinterest in your wife and family makes them believe that if only they could be better, be skinnier, make more money, that you might want to talk to them. And therein lies the magic trick. One little lie causes an immeasurable amount of damage. You say that anyone can be successful, yet you take away the tools to make it happen by making people hate themselves. You can take your integrity and shove it up your patronizing ass.

I’d like the chance to tell you something that you would often say to us growing up (one of the few things you did say): I think you need a glass belly button so you can see with your head up your ass.

I HATE PETER WHO HAS SHOES AND A HAT MORE IMPORTANT THAN HIS FAMILY

Dear Peter.

I don't know how to begin with how much I hate your lying ass. I hate the way you sit there all trite and try to turn your lies so I feel sorry for you. I hate you because I do feel sorry for you. I hate you because even though you're such a dick, I still love you. I hate you because you don't listen. I hate the way you fuck. I hate the way everyone thinks you are so great when really you are not. I hate the way you let me let everyone believe you are so great, even though you are not. I hate the way your shoes and hats are more important than your family. I hate they way you always have an excuse. I hate that you are so fucking lazy and I do everything for you. I hate you because I know I should do better than you, but I probably won't. I hate you because you spend so much more than you earn. I hate you because I've turned into your mom. I hate you because you cannot remember fucking anything. I hate you because you don't listen. I hate you because you are always late. I hate you because you can't spell. I hate you because you have bad grammar. I hate you because you leave the refrigerator open too long. I hate you because you never turn off the TV. I hate you because you like watching TV more than going outside. I hate you because you don't know how to be a man. I hate you because making the right mixed CD get more energy than thinking of the right thing to say. I hate you because you care about other people thinking you are a good guy, rather than actually being a good guy. I hate you because you stop eating when you are full. I hate you because you can eat all the sugar and fattening shit in the world and never get fat. I hate you because you don't eat bacon. I hate you because you can't pay off a debt to save your life. I hate you because I make everything better than you. I hate you because you don't dust. I hate you because you set a bad example for your son. Most of all, I hate you because you love me, and I can't say no.
I totally hate you Peter.

Had it in Houston.

I HATE PETER WHO IS MY NIGHTMARE

peter,
FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCK. FUCK YOU FOR MAKING ME WAIT BY THE PHONE. FUCK YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL LIKE SHIT WHEN I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF YOURE OK OR NOT. FUCK YOU FOR BULLSHITTING ME. FUCK YOU FOR BEING YOU. FUCK YOU FOR NOT CALLING WHEN YOU CALLED THAT "WHORE" THAT YOU CLAIM TO DESPISE. FUCK YOU FOR NOT CARING. FUCK YOU FOR BEING MALE. FUCK YOU FOR BEING SO FUCKING PERFECT. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU. I HATE YOU. i love you. YOU ARE MY NIGHTMARE. you are my dream. YOU ARE NOTHING.
yet you are my everything.

I HATE PETER WHO IS ACTUALLY THREE PETERS

Dear Peters 1 2 & 3,

I fucking hate you all! Peter 1 is a miserable jobsworth, Peter 2 is a cantkerous knob head who has no human array of emotion or skills in his profession and Peter 3 can't write for shit. If by chance Peters 1, 2 and 3 you end up in hell (a likely fate) may the devil anally rape you all for all eternity. I can't belive I have to put up with you three Peters for another year, you bunch of self righteous arrogant arce-holes! £190 for fucking what??? Like you don't get paid too fucking much anyway. Peter 1, all I have to say is 7...was it really worth it, we now come face to face and I hope our time together will be as much fun for you as it will be for me.

Go fuck yourselves and then each other

Non Peter

I HATE PETER WHO ONLY HAS A PEE-SOAKED AIR MATTRESS

Dear Peter,
I hate you, because i loved you so very very much. Hating you, is the only way i can let you go. I know what im saying these days sounds really hurtful. im skilled that way. BUT i also hope, that underneath that, you already know, that i just want to hurt you the way you hurt me, and i know ...that you didnt mean to. I remember you trying to get out of it before it got bad. i remember the flags you through down. I was hoping, that they really meant, that you loved me and couldnt tell me because you were brain damaged, and not because you were really that much of a tool. I was a little disappointed when i found out, you had a date planned for the moment i left town, and that you took her to my apartment because you only had a pee soaked airmattress back at your place to bed her down in. I know you wanted to impress her after you did hard drugs together. Im glad you found someone you have more in common with.
Im sorry i had to get my keys back, so that you would be forced to use your own cruddy place to take your dates to. I know that sucks. But..its just the way it has to be.
In all honesty, i hope, sincerely, that i never see your face again. I did love you, dispite all of this. I cant remember why. But i know i did.
OH..i should probably add, that i did sleep with Freddy. Actually, we got a LOT of things done in the week you dumped me, and we did it in "our" bed, alot. and we laughed about you. Im thinking i might revisit him. He was GREAT.
I hope you are in a LOT OF PAIN now. and i hope you remember each thing you did to me every single day.
Sincerely,
Me.

I HATE PETER WHO WAS MY FIRST KISSER

You was my fucking boyfriend

You didn’t do anything

What did you do?

Did you even talk?

Did you even show me your love front of people?

Did you even try to understand me peter?

What have you done to me?

I thought you really like me when you gave me a kiss,

You was my first kisser

I thought you are the one, but you are NOT

SERIOUSLY NOT
you look disgusting,

You have dirty minded

You have dirty face

You are just disgusting

You try to be like a rebel

You try to be cool

Ew

Shut the fuck off

You are just the worst person in this world

How you walk,

How you talk,

How you take off your jumper

How you untie your neck tie,

How you sit down

How you fiddling with your lips

That is just disgusting

I feel so sorry for your parents, because they have the worst son in this world ever!

You are even disgusting than my neighbour, who doesn’t take a shower for 3 days, who doesn’t

Really care about the fashion.

You stole my first kiss

Give me that back ! why did you kiss me?

I don’t get you

You look disgusting, you think you are cute,

But ew, no way

You just don’t’ look cute, you don’t look cool, you don’t look funny,

You don’t look like you have such thing like a manner,

You are just ew ! just fuck off from my life

You screwed my life since I met you

Give me my perfect life back

And just fuck off and go to the hell

And don’t find me, don’t miss me because

I won’t miss you, and I won’t even mention your name in my life ever again

I HATE PETER WHO IS SO STUPID

You won’t know why I am so pissed at you

Because you are so stupid

At school,

You were just so mean to me, I couldn’t get over that.

I wanted to be friend with you

I wanted to talk to you because i didn’t think you are my friend.

Whenever I sit next to you, you just walk away or move your seat.

Whenever i ask some questions, you just ignore me with really annoying look.

Whenever in the group, for an assignment, and tell people my opinion,

You just look at the others like “what the fuck’s wrong with her”



This year, I have a lot of friend around me, but you don’t

And you started to come to me and talk to me, I feel so annoyed about you.

You are really a bullshit peter, I just can’t get over you.

You have really annoying face like “nobody cares about me”

This is bullshit peter

Just fuck off !



You say to people that you have a depression,

But I don’t think you do.

You are just a fake

You want people to look at you, care about you and stuff.



One day, you say to me this, “I don’t understand you, why don’t you care about me?”

That’s bullshit peter.

I don’t understand and care about you because I don’t want to

And you didn’t even care about me either last year?

And now, you don’t have any friend so you are trying to talk to me.



You wanted to be like my friend,

Because my friend has a lot of friends around her.

And you wear, shorts, singlet, jumper, and scarf in winter (which even my friend doesn’t do)

You try to be cheerful front of boys, like “Hello!”

But they don’t really listen to you, do they?

I think this is because you are not being yourself peter,

You have to be yourself, you can’t hide your own face.

You are the mean person that I’ve ever seen.



You have one friend who can’t eat very well.

It was your birthday party and you didn’t even invite her

And you said something right front of her, and that was

“you can’t eat very well, and that is why I didn’t invite you, you are sick.”

That was really seriously mean.



Why are you so mean? I really don’t get you!

JUST FUCK YOU AND BE BURNT IN THE HELL BY YOURSELF WITHOUT ANY REGRET !!

I HATE PETER WHO COULDN'T KEEP HIS DICK IN HIS PANTS

Two years ago when we met I was in Heaven. A year ago when we married I thought I was the luckiest girl ever. You were everything to me, and I thought I was everything to you. Apparently not since you can keep your gd dick in your pants. I found out purely by accident, and you lied brushing me off. I talked to your whores, then you lied some more till you had no choice but to fess up. 2 months later I still want to vomit everytime I think about it. When you touch me it makes my fucking skin crawl! I want so badly to believe the man that I thought I married is still in there somewhere, but I can't lie to myself. I should've changed the locks and burned your precious bike when I had the chance. But here I am seething in resentment and 2 months pregnant. Thanks for everything you conniving needle dick bastard!

I HATE PETER WHO THINKS HE'S PETER PAN

DEAR PETERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE YOUR MISERABLE GUTS!!! I HATE EVERY SINGLE DAY OF OUR ROTTEN LIVES TOGETHER! 9 MONTHS OF HELL EVERY FUCKING DAY!!!!!!!! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DID NOT KNOW GETTING MARRIED TO YOU WOULD MEAN HAVING TO MARRY THE FUCKING XBOX 360!! YOU ARE A CHILD WHO WILL NEVER GROW UP CAUSE YOU THINK YOU ARE THE REAL MOTHER FUCKING PETER FUCKING PAN!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU PETER! I hope when you finally do grow up, you're a bald fat ugly lonely old man who's controller batteries just died, so you leave to go buy new ones and they all sold out from that store, you go to another one and finally get them, then you catch every fucking red light on your drive back!! when you come home you trip over the table cause the lights weren't coming on BECAUSE YOU NEVER PAID THE BILL THIS MONTH (too busy playing games), so you reach for the flashlight in the drawer and get bit by the rat that's been hiding in there, you take a look around with TREMENDOUS PAINNNN and realize that the house was broken into! WHY WAS IT? Cause it always looked like an abandoned SHIT HOLE that you never kept up with, so you run to the room to see if they took your precious!! yes... you're one and only... and guess what?? THEY DID!!! They took your xbox 360 because it was the only thing of value left in your crappy ass house PETER! THAT'S RIGHT PETER!!!! THEY TOOK YOUR BABY!!! THEY TOOK IT FAR FAR FAR AWAY FROM YOU FOREVER AND NOW YOUR MOUTH IS FOAMING FROM THE RABIES THAT THE RAT INJECTED IN YOU!

love always,
your wife

I HATE PETER WHO SHOULD TELL HIS DOGS TO QUIT BARKING AT ME

Damn you peter you fucking little girl, I think you are pathetic because you cant tell me what you think, you have to go through your friends like some little kid, If im gona be abused... I can understand it from you,but they have no buisness mothing of at me on your behalf. I no what all your friends don't know. I no that It was over with you and her... you know it to, but you just tell them I stole her from you.... You lost her peter, you did... You sad old man, You should tell your dogs to quit barking at me.