I Hate These Dogs

You know what.  It’s bad enough I’m allowing myself to sleep on the floor, but ever since I came back I’ve been having to deal with those 2 dogs pooping and my brother not giving a damn.  It’s so disgusting, but if he doesn’t care then why should anyone?  I wish I knew why I’m expected to do everything around here.  I don’t want to live in the upstairs, but with an uncertain future then I might as well deal with it for now.  Obtaining a job as soon as possible is what has to be done.  I need to get away from everyone because everyone knows I won’t fight back unless I’ve had enough.

Pretty Graphic Post (Warning!)

I need to learn on what to say to certain people.  I discovered some truth out of a joke I made in poor taste about my uncle who killed himself late last year.  He was dead for a week without anyone noticing and he owned a dog.  I think you know where I’m going with this, but I feel comfortable sharing this because I’m angry at that man and his mother.  I’ll go into detail about that other just now.  I want to bring something up first.  People are calling me selfish for moving back in here, but I have to now.  My mom is being garnished because she’s stuck with my deadbeat uncle’s and mother’s bills.  There deaths cost my mom so much and I’m pissed at my pathetic uncle.  I hate that man just as much as my father and it’s obvious how I feel about that pitiful excuse for a human being.  I don’t want to stray from my original idea though.  This is pretty graphic and don’t bother reading if you’re going to be offended.

As I was mentioning before.  My uncle was dead for a week and he owned a dog.  What do dogs do when they are starving?  They get desperate and what that dog did to my uncle is somehow amusing to me.  I can also just tell how that apartment smelled.  The dog was eating at his face because he was hungry.  I’m glad the dog didn’t die, but how can the dog do that?  How can anything get so desperate.  That’s why I’m going to be cautious around that because I’m sleeping on the floor and I don’t want that dog near me when I’m doing that.  If he did I would beat the crap out of it.  No lie!