Yeah, I pretty much hate you!

Just because you are the grandmother doesn’t mean you have some sort or super authority over MY daughter. I am the one who carried her past her due date. Not you. I am the one that has stretch marks for carrying her 9 months. Your nasty ass stretch marked stomach is from your children. Not mine. I am the one that had the emergency c-section to get my daughter out. Again… not you. Therefore, I have final say. Period.

When you take us out to lunch, it doesn’t mean you get to pick what she drinks. If I say milk, don’t be cute and say, “make that a sprite instead.” If I wanted a sprite for my fucking 1 year old, I would have ordered it, but I didn’t. I said milk. Throwing a fit saying you are paying for lunch doesn’t make me feel bad. What the fuck do you want? What the hell does milk go for? 2 or 3 bucks? I will give you 3 damn dollars just for you to shut the fuck up. I said milk and I meant milk. Throwing out “well grandma says” doesn’t faze me and means shit. Grandma is also a HIV infested whore, so we don’t really give a fuck what grandma says, mmmmmmk?

We are not friends on facebook for a reason. I do not like you and I don’t want you to steal my pictures off my page. However, you seem to always find a way to spy on me and take MY pictures that I take. Quit taking my pictures off my facebook. Fuck lady. Copyright laws say I am the owner and you do not have the right to take them or redistribute them without my permission. I believe I gave you the red light on taking my pictures when I didn’t want to be facebook buddies. Then on top of stealing my pics, you go and print them out and start handing them out like they are candy. Not to mention, you are giving me pictures that I already have. You aren’t doing me a favor by printing out my pictures and giving me a shitty ass copy. While you at it, how about you go out and buy a fucking camera and take your own fucking pictures to hand out to people or to frame for people. Cutting me out of a picture but still framing it and sending it to your son and his new wife is not only awkward but disturbing. Someone out of the millions of people you know has to have a camera for you to use to take YOUR own pictures.

Also, I had pictures taken of my daughter that were pretty freakin expensive. I was nice enough to send you a few of those pictures as a gift and what do you do. Yes, you whip out your cheap ass printer and start making copies of pictures I paid for. WTF?!?!? If I wanted to pass out those pictures to people, I would. I don’t need you to help me. If you want to pass them out to everyone then you can pay me money for those pictures. I didn’t pay all that money so you can hand out some crappy quality picture to everyone. It isn’t your place. They are my pictures not yours. Then when I confront you, don’t lie to me. I know you are handing them out to everyone. I saw the fucking pictures. That pisses me off. I PAID A LOT OF MONEY FOR THOSE PICTURES!!! UGH!!!!! Don’t tell me, “oh, I just gave one to Curtis and myself and maybe your other son. Well you stupid fucking bitch. You also gave them to baby mama 1 and knowing you, everyone else. So don’t sit there and tell me you aren’t passing them out when you are.

While I am at it, quit your fucking bitching about everything. Seriously!!! If you don’t get to see my daughter, talk to your fucking deadbeat son. Being the grandmother doesn’t give you automatic go time with my daughter. My time is my time. I don’t have to share my time with your bat-shit crazy ass. I have my own family to share her with and no I will not make time for you. I don’t give a shit if your son only gets our daughter every other weekend. Not my problem.

Being that I did not fuck myself, I am pregnant because YOUR son’s sperm met up with my egg. That means, if we are not together, he owes child support. I know amazing. What is even more amazing is that it is okay for baby mama 1 to get child support because she deserves it. What the fuck does she do to deserve it over me? Oh yeah, I forgot, being a stupid spineless push over is the way to get your respect and blessings. Well fuck you. I tell it how it is and I am not sorry for one bit that I stand my ground. You and your family are some fucked up people and I will be damned if I am just going to sit back and take it up the ass like baby mama 1 does. Baby mama 1 makes a shit load of money, so if anyone doesn’t need child support, it is her. But then again, he doesn’t know how to wrap it up and take one for the team. So don’t get mad when I don’t care if your son doesn’t have any money. I don’t have any money either but amazingly enough, I am still able to support our daughter by myself. He owes me child support, bottom line. You bitching and whining about how your son doesn’t have money or that I don’t need child support isn’t going to change the court’s decision. On top of child support, I get back child support. Why is that you ask? Well, because I supported our daughter by myself for an entire year without any help from him. He was too busy buying clothes and making you another grandbaby. I deserve that back child support and do not feel bad for one minute that he has no money. So shut the fuck up for once in your life and make your son be a man. Cut the fucking apron strings and make him man up. He still doesn’t pay for his half of our daughter’s medical bills. So instead of bailing him out make him own up to his responsibilities. He has obligations and if he doesn’t have any money he should have thought about that. His life sucks because of his decisions. Nobody else.

Although your son is obligated to pay child support, he went several months without actually paying me child support. For those several months, who the fuck do you think was supporting our daughter? That is right, me. So, when I went a got a new tattoo, I paid with that tattoo with my own money. Who the fuck are you to bitch about how someone spends their money? You buy the dumbest shit I have ever seen a person buy before. The shit you get is fucking worthless and your gifts usually end up in the trash anyways. Shouldn’t you be spending your money on maybe getting your truck fixed, buying a vehicle you can drive, or maybe your fucking AIDS medication? Don’t tell me how I should be spending my money. I didn’t receive child support for several fucking months, so when I got a tattoo, it was with my money. But how is that any of your concern? It isn’t. How I spend my money is my own business not yours. I live at my parents house because of your stupid son. So that means I don’t have the bills he has. I don’t have to pay rent or utilities. But it doesn’t matter. What I do is my business. Baby mama 1 just went and saw a psychic, yet I don’t see you complaining about that. Oh, she has her own money. WTF!!!!?!?!?! And what money do I have? So the 2 jobs that I have and the business I run means I don’t have my own money? You don’t even make sense and you should shut the fuck up. I have 2 fucking jobs and my own business. I have my own money. BOTTOM LINE, YOUR SON OWES CHILD SUPPORT. Get over it. Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so tired about hearing you call anyone uncle, aunt, grandma, grandpa, and so on. It is fucking annoying. Everyone is not fucking related and I would appreciate it if you quit introducing my child to trash. They are not her family. I don’t care if you consider them family, I don’t. She doesn’t need to call the hobo down the street Uncle John. Shit, she shouldn’t be talking to the hobo down the street. Unless you have brothers and sisters that no one knows about, they don’t get the title of aunt and uncle. Also, you have no adopted children. Stop telling people you have adopted grandchildren and children. You can’t even take care of your own children, why the fuck would an adoption agency let you adopt? Adoption is a long process and involves lots of paper work. So unless you have that paper work to show these people are your adopted family, you didn’t adopt shit. You have grandchildren who you don’t even see or care less about and they are your blood. You could give two shits about 2 of them but you want to go around and claim adopted children and adopted grandchildren? How about you take care of your own children and acknowledge all your blood grandchildren before you start “adopting” grandchildren. You are fucking pathetic.

This is the last point I am going to make because thinking of you makes my blood boil. I hate you with a passion!!! Remember that! You need to seriously get over me. Quit fucking bitching about me to people. Whatever you say does get back to me and if you think I am going to keep my shut, you have another thing coming. All you do is talk shit and start drama and when someone finds out, you freak out and blame it on other people. Stop pointing the finger for your faults. If you don’t want something to get around, then keep your fucking mouth shut. Better yet, quit going to baby mama 1. She has the biggest mouth out of EVERYONE. She is bound to tell someone. It is a given. You aren’t the exception. Hell, she doesn’t even like you. She tells the world what you say but you get pissed off at everyone else but her when people find out. Are you fucking stupid? You know she runs her mouth but you still gossip to her. What the fuck is so great about her? Oh I forgot, I am a bitch. Well I got news for you, I rather be a psycho fucking bitch than be a shady mother fucker. You think baby mama 1 is on your side? Hahahahahahah think again. Getting mad at others for your inability to keep your mouth shut is your problem. Don’t go around blaming people who still talk to me. Those people have a fucking brain. They apparently seem to be the smart ones since they are the ones that get to see my daughter on a regular basis. And don’t think it doesn’t piss me off when you accuse my friend of spreading all the bullshit you told her. If you don’t want shit to get around, keep your mouth shut. I can’t call you out if you keep your mouth shut.