Tuesday, March 23, 2010

BLAME

I love how easy it is for people to put the blame of their life drama and issues on other people, namely me.

I’ve been called “poison” and “bad karma” amongst a plethora of demeaning things.

I feel like I don’t do a damn thing but mind my business, and then people come from left field trying to analyze me and dictate my life [or who I should be with].

I’m NOT sorry for defending myself when no one else will. I’m NOT sorry for cursing n*****s out when they deserve to be put in their place for a minute.

I don’t care if you’re 4’11 or 5’9, you make/made drama for yourself by being dumb and irrational, don’t blame me for that… it’s so irresponsible.

It’s so asinine to think I should “love” you or be with you simply because you “love” me… stop watching disney, this princess doesn’t work that way.

If you want to be a friend, be a fucking friend. Don’t be a wishy-washy, flip-flopping, nagging, annoying thing.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

i think ur ego is showing...

i really cannot stand egos.
but lately, ive been dealing w some huge ones.

please:
refrain from telling me how many people want u or telling me how many people you've had.
it does nothing but turn me off.
do not humour yourself but telling me abt all ur past schemes and escapades to getting laid or whatever, it's the wackness times ten.
do NOT tell me about how I measure up to the last or the next bitch... everyone is a different experience, MORON.

here's an ego trip for you;
a girl like me doesn't need the games, the makeup, the hair, the drugs, the money, the cars, the clothes to get what she wants. Know why? Because I don't play these games. I put myself out there all at once at first... Im not afraid of being hurt, honestly. I dont ever want to live my short ass life wondering.

MESS

this is all one big game...


one move after the other


a giant courting ritual

some bizzarro race....
still trying to figure out wtf does one "win"?



I hate this... the innocence is being ripped away from me piece by piece.
I'm seeing things in ways i never saw them before and i hate it.
i used to think people were just being nice.
now i know better, i suppose.
everyone has there fucking agendas and schemes to gain rank somehow...
I used to think love could just pour out of me into another and the world would be alright... its not.
the world is WORSE.

everyone's sick
no ones eating because the food tastes like trash
counting down the days to our demise
blowing our brains out to kill the time beore it kills us.




i'll still say a non-secular prayer as I cry myself to sleep for peace, for love, for skinny.

Readers