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Never gift ANYONE anything brand new that you can sell during hard financial times, even a friend, because they might go off and abandon you like the grifter they are. Meanwhile they have rich friends who pay for their extras and plenty of off book jobs to increase their income. It’s FUN to take advantage of the poor and disabled, even if you fall into that category yourself! At least, it is for Jenna….
Ok Jenna. Go ahead and block me because I said “hey I’m gonna need my coat back”. That’s literally all I said. You called me shitty, then blocked me. But we know the truth, don’t we?? You also used up a LOT of my medical weed that weekend, which I allowed because I thought we were going to a dispensary the next day. But you bailed, leaving me scrambling and in pain. It’s not my fault Jimi (shitty boyfriend who pretended to be a complete prince for a month, but was actually a con artist) dropped his nice guy mask around you. If he even did…he’s not my child and you could have let me know. I’d have read him the riot act and left him behind to go walk around Salem. He wasn’t letting me get more than 2-4 hours of sleep each night, and I got more wrecked and mentally confused by the day. The party venue changed, you didn’t want a mass of people at your parents’ enormous house, that’s understandable. But.I guess you VEHEMENTLY didn’t want Jimi there at all, because you had zero qualms putting the burden of hosting me onto C and K, which wasn’t okay for them at all because THEY HAVE JOBS. You on the other hand just benefit from their big paychecks and beautiful apartment, where you spend all your fucking time. Eating their food, getting them to pay for your medical weed license. Someone offers you a glass of milk, you decide to take the entire dairy case home like a little leech. How nice to have so many things paid for by kind people who don’t abuse you and gaslight you! Look at your good fortune! Plus all those little jobs you take that increase your income? I can’t do any of those. I’m in so much physical pain that the shit they give recovering opiate addicts doesn’t completely take it away. I don’t have ways to increase my income, other than sell clothes I’ve never worn. The coat would sell for $100 on Poshmark, eBay or even in the Holy Clothing sell and swap page. You dropped me like a bag of hot flaming dogshit RIGHT after I gave you the coat. $100 of income, wasted on a grabby ungrateful little girl in a 40-something body. You just take and take and take. You don’t even look at where it’s coming from. I cared about you and wanted you to have something nice! My mistake. I’ll never gift like that again.
It’s humorous to me that you would call me shitty and then revert to a block, like it even matters. For almost 2 years you were GREAT at ignoring me without hitting “block”, now you’re being held the slightest bit accountable and you have to run away from a non-aggressive message with the Block button. GROW UP. You’ll fuck a monogamously involved guy in a hotel over and over, and the smidge of guilt you feel over his non-ethical cheating and his clueless girlfriend didn’t stop you. As long as you got your kicks it was all good for J. The fact that you called me “shitty” and BLOCKED me over an 8 word message about a COAT that I didn’t follow up on (because you told me I’d have to come across the state and up to Danvers to fetch it, which you know I can’t do) shows that you’re either extremely childish, or you know that you did something fucked up and wrong. I’d never been anything other than supportive and generous to you, even though you’re capable of increasing your earnings under the table and I am not. This is the only time I’ve ever brought up anything negative and I have good reason. But heyyyy, yooouuu do YOU!! That’s what you’ve probably always done. I’m surprised you have friends left.
You took a $100 garment off my hands and proceeded to abandon me. You left me unread for almost 2 years, and I’m the shitty one? I think you have that mixed up.
You owe me $100, stranger. I’m sick of taking shit from people like you. You’re a grifter who grifts from people who are equally poor. I know I’ll never get amends from you. But I will put you on blast, so enjoy that.
PS. You have poor rhythm and your voice is overrated. Sorry I’m an objectively better musician than you are, a lot of people have disliked me for showing them up regardless of age. Bummer for you…
Ok Jenna. Go ahead and block me because I said “hey I’m gonna need my coat back”. That’s literally all I said. You called me shitty, then blocked me. But we know the truth, don’t we?? You also used up a LOT of my medical weed that weekend, which I allowed because I thought we were going to a dispensary the next day. But you bailed, leaving me scrambling and in pain. It’s not my fault Jimi (shitty boyfriend who pretended to be a complete prince for a month, but was actually a con artist) dropped his nice guy mask around you. If he even did…he’s not my child and you could have let me know. I’d have read him the riot act and left him behind to go walk around Salem. He wasn’t letting me get more than 2-4 hours of sleep each night, and I got more wrecked and mentally confused by the day. The party venue changed, you didn’t want a mass of people at your parents’ enormous house, that’s understandable. But.I guess you VEHEMENTLY didn’t want Jimi there at all, because you had zero qualms putting the burden of hosting me onto C and K, which wasn’t okay for them at all because THEY HAVE JOBS. You on the other hand just benefit from their big paychecks and beautiful apartment, where you spend all your fucking time. Eating their food, getting them to pay for your medical weed license. Someone offers you a glass of milk, you decide to take the entire dairy case home like a little leech. How nice to have so many things paid for by kind people who don’t abuse you and gaslight you! Look at your good fortune! Plus all those little jobs you take that increase your income? I can’t do any of those. I’m in so much physical pain that the shit they give recovering opiate addicts doesn’t completely take it away. I don’t have ways to increase my income, other than sell clothes I’ve never worn. The coat would sell for $100 on Poshmark, eBay or even in the Holy Clothing sell and swap page. You dropped me like a bag of hot flaming dogshit RIGHT after I gave you the coat. $100 of income, wasted on a grabby ungrateful little girl in a 40-something body. You just take and take and take. You don’t even look at where it’s coming from. I cared about you and wanted you to have something nice! My mistake. I’ll never gift like that again.
It’s humorous to me that you would call me shitty and then revert to a block, like it even matters. For almost 2 years you were GREAT at ignoring me without hitting “block”, now you’re being held the slightest bit accountable and you have to run away from a non-aggressive message with the Block button. GROW UP. You’ll fuck a monogamously involved guy in a hotel over and over, and the smidge of guilt you feel over his non-ethical cheating and his clueless girlfriend didn’t stop you. As long as you got your kicks it was all good for J. The fact that you called me “shitty” and BLOCKED me over an 8 word message about a COAT that I didn’t follow up on (because you told me I’d have to come across the state and up to Danvers to fetch it, which you know I can’t do) shows that you’re either extremely childish, or you know that you did something fucked up and wrong. I’d never been anything other than supportive and generous to you, even though you’re capable of increasing your earnings under the table and I am not. This is the only time I’ve ever brought up anything negative and I have good reason. But heyyyy, yooouuu do YOU!! That’s what you’ve probably always done. I’m surprised you have friends left.
You took a $100 garment off my hands and proceeded to abandon me. You left me unread for almost 2 years, and I’m the shitty one? I think you have that mixed up.
You owe me $100, stranger. I’m sick of taking shit from people like you. You’re a grifter who grifts from people who are equally poor. I know I’ll never get amends from you. But I will put you on blast, so enjoy that.
PS. You have poor rhythm and your voice is overrated. Sorry I’m an objectively better musician than you are, a lot of people have disliked me for showing them up regardless of age. Bummer for you…
