Inner Thoughts of a Deranged Mind:

I'm not a normal person and I don't pretend to be. I have obvious flaws as everyone does. I have certain thoughts and beliefs that are my own. I don't usually share my thoughts, but there's just so much I want to say. I'm not used to writing personal things, so bare with me.

I was having trouble thinking about my first topic to write about, but then I got a phone call a minute ago. A voice I have not heard in a while, a voice I did not care to hear, my Aunt Kathleen A.K.A. Psycho Bitch. Don't get me wrong I love my family, but it's hard to think of this woman as such. To say she was manipulative is an understatement. This is a woman who has had somewhere around 6 divorces and few lawsuits that resulted in her financial gain. There's not enough time in this day let alone this week to write about all the fucked up things she has done.
  One of the more recent "plesent inncounters" involved her leaving out to work one morning. She lived with us at the time in one of the basement rooms. She was not a easy person to get along with. Well I guess she was a little pissed at us this paticular morning. She left to work with the backdoor open with garbage spread out all over the place, like she was actually trying to lure a bear into our house. She knew the bears love to get into our trash she purposely did this at 4 AM while all of us were asleep.
  At this time your probably finding this hard to believe, but if you knew her, you wouldn't put it past her. Did I mention she threatened to kill us all? I know everyone has their crazy Aunt in the family, but it might be a little hard to top my Aunt Psycho Bitch.
  End the end though her I am on the phone with her talking nice and saying goodbye like a normal person and I'm asking myself, "why?"

I pitty the poor soul who has her for a Valentine this evening.