Cranky Thoughts & Muses

I guess I won’t rant about it here as I have earlier ranted about the farking fat bitch in my other blog. Initially, I was very enthusiastic to blog today - just before that fat shit did that fucked up act. It has kinda killed my mood.

I would love to move out of my current place but we can’t because I’m expected to go into labor in two months. Besides, it’s not so easy to sell this damn farking place because … because … I DONT KNOW what to say - perhaps because the real estate market is kinda at its lowest peak. Some were saying because of the high interest rate. Some were saying because the price of housing in Finland will drop soon. To me, I feel it’s because of the place. The community. It’s so farking filthy in this community yard. Parents just let their children stray causing a massive mess on the community yard. Well these little monsters have got friends from the neighboring houses. So, these monster friends do roam around our community when the little monsters are not around. What pisses me is they bring trash from outside to our community yard. I almost always puked when I see broken pieces of plastics, papers, mud, sand on the grass, empty beer cans and  soft drink bottles and some other gross stuff. Some adults would throw their cigarette buds around which always ended up at my place (brought by the wind) because mine is the last house! AND I HAVE TO FUCKING PICK UP THEIR SHITS FOR THEM! GERAMMMMMMMMMMmmmm … gggggrrrrrrrrr …

If you have read about that incident today, who do you think should be responsible for that irresponsible act of the fat bitch - since she is only a visitor? The fat bitch or the neighbor? I definitely do not think my neighbor would tell the father farker to trespass our place so that the farking dog could pee and shit at her convenience.

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