Post by Blair Kivisto on Aug 5, 2017 3:03:09 GMT -5
~Bitch’s Blog: What The Fuck Is Wrong With You?~
Honestly, a lot of shit can change in a few short weeks. I find myself newly engaged after one of the weirdest weekends of my life… I find myself holding not only one but two Championships and gearing up to defend the both of them on a bi-weekly basis, which I’ve been doing pretty damn well with. I also find myself staring at both of these titles and acknowledging that they share a lot in common with each other. The only difference is one of them has someone after it that wants it so bad that they are willing to turn the damn thing into a joke.
Seriously Mason, what the fuck are you trying to do? You sit there and tell me you’ll get your hands on the title by any means necessary and then you turn around and constantly hound me about keeping it by doing what I needed to do? So had you won it, in not so ‘fair’ ways it would have been okay but me keeping it the way I did causes you to literally go on a tirade about how you’re the true champion? About how you are literally going to try to destroy everything this Championship stands for to make sure you don’t lose your place in line with it? Are you really that fucking stupid!? I don’t need your fucking help to keep this thing, if anything, I proved that in our match. If anything you’re just ruining the title by your constant meddling and by the time you get it, if you ever do, you’ll basically be there with a glorified paperweight because you helped run its name through the mud. Do us all a favor buddy, butt the fuck out and focus on your own shit. I’m getting sick of seeing your oversized ass near the ring during my matches.
To be frank, I don’t have the time, patience or willpower to deal with anyone’s bitch fits at this point. I’m a busy woman and I got a lot of shit on my plate. Roidhead is the least of my worries right now and it’ll be nice if he realizes that and steps the fuck off. Having said that, looking to my real opponent at One Night Only. This is about the time that he should be picking his poison. If you are that goddamn weak willed after a string of losses that you throw away sobriety you worked so hard to maintain there’s a fucking issue.
You were the first ever Genesis Champion, Anton. This isn’t a fucking story of how you claw your way back to the top. I appreciate the fact that you’ve been doing this for over a decade but you aren’t the only one. Take your sob story elsewhere, it’s not my problem you’ve spent almost all of your focus on wrestling all these years instead of building a life outside of it. If all you have is either the ring or the bottle, take the bottle and get your miserable ass out of here. We have enough people bitching and wallowing in self-pity, we don’t need more.
If you all haven’t noticed, yes, I am a little heated at the moment. That tends to happen when someone takes something precious of yours and uses it to hurt someone that you hold close to your heart with it. Instead of bitching, instead of giving in to the fucking temptation of the bottle I’m plotting how I’m going to handle this situation that should have never reached me, to begin with. But you know what? I’m going to spin it into a positive and use it as fuel for my fire. That’s what you should do when shit doesn’t go as planned or something happens that pisses you off, you use that emotion in the ring. You use that emotion to where it’s going to work for you the best.
Cutting the bullshit right down the middle at this point. I’m not here to play buddy buddy with anyone. I’m not here to be the fun loving jokester. I’ve been nothing but serious when it comes to the ring ever since Devlin Scott fired my best friend and tag team partner. That was my sober up point, Anton, that was the point where I decided that it was time to step up and take on these fuckers like I knew I could. Win or lose doesn’t matter, what matters is being able to keep my shit straight. It took a divorce to throw me into alcohol dependence and you’re coming at me with losing a few matches? GROW… THE… FUCK…. UP.
Real shit makes for more of a sob story. Everyone has been on a losing streak, you’re not the first, you won’t be the last. Set an example and work harder to reach your goals. Don’t give in to temptation because shit isn’t going your way. It’s call life, it’s a bitch and then you die. Or it can be great if you start looking for the positives instead of hanging on the negatives. That’s the real beauty of it, the choice is yours to make. So you better make your choice and do it quickly because time is running out.
So as far as all of this goes this is what I have to say about it. Mason, strap on your fucking diaper and shut the fuck up. Sit back, do your goddamn job, focus on your opponent and let me do what I’m going to do best. Keep this Genesis Championship nice and warm for your next failed attempt at it. As far as Chase goes, I’ll make sure to have someone deliver you a good bottle of liquor after our match. It sounds like you’ll need it after you take the loss to me. I’m not the person to try to reclaim your glory on and at One Night Only you’re going to find that out the hard way.
~Fin~
