Yeah, I'm mad at you. Everything you've done to me that I've just let slide is back with a vengence like Bruce Willis in Die Hard. I'm tired of sitting back and being complacent. Screw you. If you think I'm not talking to you, I am. If you think I am talking to you, I am. For years, I've let people walk all over me. I think today I'm walking out of the garden. I'm going to stomp on a pretty flower and spit on the sidewalk running by. It's anger time children, and if you think Mommy won't hit you because she loves you, you're wrong. Mommy is a bitch with cigarette breath and holes in her arms. Love gets in the way of truth, but it won't for Alysia anymore. You'll be hearing a lot more from Alysia, and you're not going to like what she has to say. No one likes it when the happy girl tells the truth.

That is what I almost posted last night. I didn't have a very good day and I was a little tired of people. Don't worry. This happy girl will keep telling her lies to keep everyone else as happy as she. :)