I know it was wrong. I should have vented here but, the anger got the best of me.
Teaches me to be careful, and to continue keeping up tight bounderies with him, so I don't keep feeling like a victim.
I must admit, while I ran the key down the side of his precious car, I did feel alittle bit vindicated. Course it only lasted til I finished the key job.
Then I felt really bad. I know God is with me, but you know sometimes it just feels like everything goes their way.
But, thanks for reminding me that I can come and tell you all my terrible deeds or thoughts of what I'd like to do to him.
