I figured I would give this blogging thing a try.
I'm not a writer but I am a damn good story teller. I don't care if it's not formatted right, don't care if you don't like it, either.
My grammar skills are for shit and the curse words coming out of my mouth will make a truck driver blush. And if you don't like that, there's the fucking door! Don't let it hit you in the ass!
So yeah now that we've got that out of the way, I'll tell you about me.
A not-so-typical (understatement) girl from a typical town back east. New England is what it's called. Not too far from New York City but not quite close enough to the richer parts they call "upstate".
Anyway…
Mom and Dad are divorced. Not a happy couple by any fucking stretch of the imagination. I got a brother and a sister, both older. My brother is the shit and my sister is a fucking bitch and so yeah... There ya have it.
I'm what you would call the "black sheep" or “raving one” of the family although my brother isn't far behind and sometimes he's ahead. My mother never lets me forget that I am just like my father. But clearly, I’m more like her than she realized.
"You're just like your fucking father" she would spat at me...
"Yeah? Well… Let me tell ya, you're the one who married the fucker not me!"
She's a real joy.. Fucking sweet as arsenic mixed in your fucking iced tea!
I like things like: Drinking, smoking, thigh high boots, tattoos, motorcycles... Shit like that, you get the idea. (Feels like I am filling out a personal add…fuck me)
I speak my mind so, be careful...I've got claws and they don't feel good unless you are into that sort of thing… Heh!
I'm a bad influence, poison… just like my name says. Lock your young sons and daughters up.
It's a rep I sort of grew into a long time ago and maybe I'll tell you some of those stories someday.
But, never forget, just when you think you are safe from the likes of me, I'll hunt you down and drink you up again, and again.
I think that's enough for one day. Good? Everyone fucking happy?
Great... Catch ya soon.
Ivy…
UPDATE!
This blog has been moved to: http://thetasteofivy.blogspot.com/
Monday, November 16, 2009
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Welcome to the blogosphere Ivy. I hope you enjoy your stay.
ReplyDeletenice to see your thoughts on things.... I'll be watching to see what kind of crazy opinions and stories you have to share...
ReplyDeleteHey - I know someone very similar to your personality...ME! Well, execept I am working on the tattoo part still and I didn't have a mother growing up. The bitch left me at the neighbors house while she went on a date when I was 6 months old and never came back. I was either one fucking bad baby or she was not "Mother of the Year" material. Ain't that the shit? Maybe I will blog about this one day....so much to say. Thanks for the vent Ivy!
ReplyDeleteSo how bad is it that I loved this post?
ReplyDeleteYou're a wild one! Let her rip. Honest, raw and necessary. I'll be back for more, Ivy. Poison Ivy. ox
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