I really want to fuck shit up. There are folks in my life I really want to punch the shit out of… In front of their families too.
Damn… That life stripping whore is still on my back.
The negative emotions really are like women… they rile you up and sap your energy
I don’t hate anymore but that damn little bastard Frustration is still on my back like a clingy whore of an ex bleeding me dry from my wallet and gets to do so under law cause she has tits.
My vice is something I’m always there for
My vice is my bitch
My vice is something I work hard for
My vice at times, does not appreciate how hard I work for it.
I am my vice’s bitch
After tonight I realize my vice wouldn’t notice if I left. But I will always fight for it’s attention
My vice is you.
a random thought
You don’t live till you laugh.
Don’t fuck with … well maybe you can
It’s frustrating … I want to tear the walls down and set it all on fire and shoot video for the sake of going viral
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Why Valentine’s Day and I can never be friends
Here are just a few examples of my experience with this holiday.
You know those Valentine’s Day cards you buy in bulk to hand out to your classmates in grade school? I got ones with messages like “You suck” and “You’re ugly.”
In 5th grade we all made little mail boxes for people to put our Valentine’s cards in. I never told the teacher or my folks I didn’t receive any.
I asked every girl at the school dance (even the one in the wheelchair) if they would like to join me on the dance floor. Every single one said no.
In high school a close female friend agrees to hang out for dinner and ditches me for a guy. She didn’t tell me. She just didn’t show up.
An ungrateful spoiled ex fiance (the bat shit crazy one) throws a fit about a necklace I got her and in the process we missed our surprise dinner reservations I made to her favorite restaurant.
Another ungrateful ex fiance decides to start a fight with a woman at the club I was working for via Mix 969. Then proceeds to belittle me because I was trying to defuse the situation. That my job “shouldn’t matter.” in a situation like that.
Getting stood up again … and again. (Yep folks it happened twice.)
I want you guys to understand these are not sour grapes. Just incidents in my life with extremely bad timing.
I used to be very angry at this day in the same way I was angry with certain folks (Many I have worked with over the years).
Ever since I let go of my hate and frustration over a lot of things I see Valentines Day as something out of high school. Like it’s the popular group of Douchwaffels everyone wants to be a part of. They all wear red and worship a really chubby child who needs stop being lazy flying around and start walking off all the calories from the boxes of chocolate he ate… fat little bastard.
To this day I have never really celebrated a Valentine’s Day and I’m fine with that. I really don’t want to be a Douchewaffle.
If you have someone in your life shouldn’t you be celebrating every day?
Just a thought.
Ups and Downs… Welcome to life
Life is a series of ups and downs. It’s up to you to learn from the downs so you can have more ups
You could easily describe Frustration in the same way you would describe Hate or Jealousy. Like a big snarling Beast on your shoulders forcing all its weight on you. It’s claws digging into your flesh while it’s fangs bare into the back of your neck gnawing away… I swear I think I just described two of my ex fiances.
Now for some of us it’s harder to kick these joyriders off our back. For some baffling masochistic reason we let these free loading bastards hang on and it’s draining.
So why do we let them stay? Because it’s easy to Hate, to be Jealous or Frustrated. It’s hard to like or even respect someone who refuses to show you the same.
What’s even worse is often these Beasts come upon us together at the same time and start having the most fucked up manaja twas on your back.
I recently let go of the Hate, or so I thought. I think it just climbed on top of Frustration’s back in the hope that I wouldn’t notice.
It’s not enough to “let go” of these Beasts because they are a part of our nature. You can’t let go what’s a part of you. But you can CHANGE it and that’s what I’m doing.
That energy that fuels them can be turned around to change whatever your situation is. When you do that the Beasts that were once on your back no longer weigh you down to a point that you can’t walk. They get off your back and become angels that help lead you in the right direction.
It’s up to you.
This is Josie. A product of love I never expected.