WARNINGWILLROBINSON!DANGERDANGER! Self indulgent rant approaching!!!
I’m not your typical girl. Don’t you ever fucking mistake me for one. (I almost just wrote you in place of one…*hummm*) Yah ~ I’m not the jealous type – I don’t see the point. Granted I do care if there are girls slobbering over my man but it’s his job to control himself. I shouldn’t have to put him in his place. In a relationship – you don’t worry about things like that. I believe your lover loves you. Only you. I don’t hate. At least I try my best not to. I don’t see the point in hate and anger and jealousy. WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE MISERABLE? I’ve been there and done that – disliked it and there really was no fucking point. Thank goodness I got it over with when I was 13. I do believe rage might get things done. But you can’t think enraged. My mother. My father. My sisters. My brothers. (and sometimes I think some of my friends.) think. you. can’t. be. friends. with. former. love. affairs. My parents especially think I’m going to run back to a former sweetheart of mine. I may be naive. I may be the queen of the naïve people but goddamnit I’m not going back to him. I’m not a film noir heroine who doesn’t know what the fuck she’s doing. I’m not a horror movie bitch who goes running upstairs instead of out the fucking door. I’m me. It upsets me that my parents upset me. I don’t need this. Who the fuck cares if I want to be friends with everyone? I try to love every one that was put on this Earth – even people who are currently hooked to my former affections. If anything I’d love to be friends with those girls – we could really! joke about the quirkiness of men. I don’t care if no other female in the world has the ability to do this. I DO! I’m not hateful. No matter what religion you may be. These lovely religious figures that try to guide (and guild) us – Some people do need the guidance. They had the right idea. Love everybody. Don’t kill anyone. Try to forgive. Help people whenever possible. I honestly live my live like that. You know the reason I went out with R. Because he didn’t know how to do that. He didn’t know how. I gave him the tools. (I even took him to church cause I think he is one of those people that need something to believe in.) Now it’s over. Of course I was sad. DUH~! But I got over it. I was in love with him. Very true. It’s harder than hell to just fall out of love. But I’m thinking he just wasn’t meant for me. Don’t you remember the episode where he screams out the window – Get a job! – to some people on the road. Cause that’s what they were. People. I was so horrified. More like… HORRIFIED~!!! Now he feeds the homeless. (Without screaming at them.) He now saves turtles on the edge of the road – he buys his sister presents all year round and even buys things for his co-workers on holidays – because of me. He tries to understand people now. THANK GOODNESS. Yah – I’m still his friend because he’s a better person now. I try to surround myself with genius, creativity and beauty. My parents think I can’t be friends with him. They probably think I’ll sleep with him first chance I get. That whole soap opera life thing. I HATE SOAP OPERAS. Never watch them. I’m not a bimbo. Sorry to disappoint them. R is so lost, and after him not being able to handle my being sick – What’s the point? I need someone who can deal with this. (*points to her heart*) I do love everyone but I’m not the slutty love type. I don’t sit on everyone’s lap. *eww* It was hard for me to show that I loved anyone cause of the way I was raised. We don’t hug in my house. R- did teach me how. Thank you for that. But I’ve learned something from everyone I ever dated. Now I’m waiting for the culmination of my dating endeavors. AMEN~! I deserve to be happy – just like everyone else. He deserves it. She deserves it. You, in the corner, you deserve it just as much as these two over here… So, why can’t I be friends with whomever? I realize you can’t be friends with everyone. But you have to try. I’m here to try to make the world a better place. For me that’s the easiest thing to do – so I do it. Being friendly is so easy. Just smile. I know my parents are wrong about me. I’m not like them. Okay so maybe I’m also not normal. I’m just above all the bullshit. Cause that’s what it is~! Life goes on. Thankfully – ha! Can’t we all just get along? My parents hate R. That’s not right. Don’t waste your time on hate ~! Why? These are people that go to church every Sunday. That totally fucks with my head. They want me to be a ‘good catholic.’ But it seems to me that they don’t practice what they preach. WELL I DO~! I adore my parents but I’ve been living here with them way to long. They don’t let me love everybody. HOW INSANE IS THAT? There is only one person that I’ll run to crying. It’ll be because I’m so fucking happy. And it’s not R.
*steps off the soapbox*….
…*hee hee* I’m cheesy….*lol*……
………*walking away she smiles and mumbles something under her breath… something about just being happy… something about spreading love though out the world…then she starts whistling*…………
I’m not your typical girl. Don’t you ever fucking mistake me for one. (I almost just wrote you in place of one…*hummm*) Yah ~ I’m not the jealous type – I don’t see the point. Granted I do care if there are girls slobbering over my man but it’s his job to control himself. I shouldn’t have to put him in his place. In a relationship – you don’t worry about things like that. I believe your lover loves you. Only you. I don’t hate. At least I try my best not to. I don’t see the point in hate and anger and jealousy. WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BE MISERABLE? I’ve been there and done that – disliked it and there really was no fucking point. Thank goodness I got it over with when I was 13. I do believe rage might get things done. But you can’t think enraged. My mother. My father. My sisters. My brothers. (and sometimes I think some of my friends.) think. you. can’t. be. friends. with. former. love. affairs. My parents especially think I’m going to run back to a former sweetheart of mine. I may be naive. I may be the queen of the naïve people but goddamnit I’m not going back to him. I’m not a film noir heroine who doesn’t know what the fuck she’s doing. I’m not a horror movie bitch who goes running upstairs instead of out the fucking door. I’m me. It upsets me that my parents upset me. I don’t need this. Who the fuck cares if I want to be friends with everyone? I try to love every one that was put on this Earth – even people who are currently hooked to my former affections. If anything I’d love to be friends with those girls – we could really! joke about the quirkiness of men. I don’t care if no other female in the world has the ability to do this. I DO! I’m not hateful. No matter what religion you may be. These lovely religious figures that try to guide (and guild) us – Some people do need the guidance. They had the right idea. Love everybody. Don’t kill anyone. Try to forgive. Help people whenever possible. I honestly live my live like that. You know the reason I went out with R. Because he didn’t know how to do that. He didn’t know how. I gave him the tools. (I even took him to church cause I think he is one of those people that need something to believe in.) Now it’s over. Of course I was sad. DUH~! But I got over it. I was in love with him. Very true. It’s harder than hell to just fall out of love. But I’m thinking he just wasn’t meant for me. Don’t you remember the episode where he screams out the window – Get a job! – to some people on the road. Cause that’s what they were. People. I was so horrified. More like… HORRIFIED~!!! Now he feeds the homeless. (Without screaming at them.) He now saves turtles on the edge of the road – he buys his sister presents all year round and even buys things for his co-workers on holidays – because of me. He tries to understand people now. THANK GOODNESS. Yah – I’m still his friend because he’s a better person now. I try to surround myself with genius, creativity and beauty. My parents think I can’t be friends with him. They probably think I’ll sleep with him first chance I get. That whole soap opera life thing. I HATE SOAP OPERAS. Never watch them. I’m not a bimbo. Sorry to disappoint them. R is so lost, and after him not being able to handle my being sick – What’s the point? I need someone who can deal with this. (*points to her heart*) I do love everyone but I’m not the slutty love type. I don’t sit on everyone’s lap. *eww* It was hard for me to show that I loved anyone cause of the way I was raised. We don’t hug in my house. R- did teach me how. Thank you for that. But I’ve learned something from everyone I ever dated. Now I’m waiting for the culmination of my dating endeavors. AMEN~! I deserve to be happy – just like everyone else. He deserves it. She deserves it. You, in the corner, you deserve it just as much as these two over here… So, why can’t I be friends with whomever? I realize you can’t be friends with everyone. But you have to try. I’m here to try to make the world a better place. For me that’s the easiest thing to do – so I do it. Being friendly is so easy. Just smile. I know my parents are wrong about me. I’m not like them. Okay so maybe I’m also not normal. I’m just above all the bullshit. Cause that’s what it is~! Life goes on. Thankfully – ha! Can’t we all just get along? My parents hate R. That’s not right. Don’t waste your time on hate ~! Why? These are people that go to church every Sunday. That totally fucks with my head. They want me to be a ‘good catholic.’ But it seems to me that they don’t practice what they preach. WELL I DO~! I adore my parents but I’ve been living here with them way to long. They don’t let me love everybody. HOW INSANE IS THAT? There is only one person that I’ll run to crying. It’ll be because I’m so fucking happy. And it’s not R.
*steps off the soapbox*….
…*hee hee* I’m cheesy….*lol*……
………*walking away she smiles and mumbles something under her breath… something about just being happy… something about spreading love though out the world…then she starts whistling*…………
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