Literally the only reason I invite the people from this stupid fucking town to my house and keep opening myself up to disappointment after disappointment is because, this way, they can't fucking say I never gave them a chance
I gave you motherfuckers thousands of chances and you burned me over and over and over again.
You're too slow on the uptake. You try too little, too late. You're racist, sexist, xenophobic, transphobic, violent drunken morons and the only reason I don't fuck off out of this stupid ass little town is because I'm stuck here as long as my kids take to grow up.
Yall are goddamn lucky to have me here and I'm so fucking tired of none of you morons fucking seeing it and all you want is to take advantage of me being here
Your men rape your women. The parents abuse and neglect their kids. You hate EACH OTHER. And the worst part about it all is that you want more people to be like you.
You are what right wing extremists pray for. You are a white supremacists wet dream. Every time I think I've found one of you who makes a single scrap of sense, that person disappoints me worse than the last motherfucker who disappointed me.
All I want in the whole entire world is to remove my family from this place and forget the last half a decade ever happened. But as it sits, we're all stuck here, and I'm not leaving my family behind to be corrupted by your disgusting behavior and beliefs. You are not Christian. A real Christian would VOMIT looking at the way you treat people. Even an American hyper right wing fascist murderer would think you go a bit far in closing yourselves off. I would love to think there is hope to improve here but every single motherfucking time I think there is, you stab me in the back and prove that you are NEVER going to improve.
So fuck you. Fuck off. You're fucking stuck with me and I will continue being a thorn in your side until the day you replace every fucking leader you have and I will fucking twist this shitty stupid backwards fucking town into shape BY FORCE if I have to.
Get fucked.
