I don’t feel like anyone in my life supports me emotionally. It’s always me being the strong shoulder, listening, giving advice, and solving problems. I kind of resent that. Correction. I very much resent that. I’m tired of wasting my time trying to be there for people and at the end of the day feeling gypped because I’m not getting the same in return. I’m tired of trying and people still not even being close to understanding me, what I want, or what I need. I know I can be difficult to get to know and that some of it is by design but Jesus fucking Christ I’m not going to write a manual for you so if you still can’t glean anything then I truly have wasted my time. Is it really too much to ask to have a couple of people who I don’t have to hold back important aspects of myself for fear of rejection, disappointment, or abandonment? Hell, I’d even settle for one. Fuck it, I quit. I don’t even see the purpose of trying any more. I honestly don’t.
If a wish were a fifth we’d all be drunk.
I’m tired of people always proving me right instead of proving me wrong.
Sometimes I’d rather not try and not fail then to give it my all and fail anyway.
If I had the chance to be with you I’d gladly risk it all.
I wish I heard the words, “I love you” more especially without me having to say it first.
My mom apologized for scaring me. I didn’t expect that nor did I know how to respond.
Kill Bill Volume 3? I’m on board and may I say it’s about damn time!
Jupiter’s cock, Spartacus: Gods of the Arena is damn good TV! If you have the Starz channel or Netflix then you need to watch it. There’s something in this show for everyone. Nudity, drug use, graphic violence, and people getting a blanket party and pissed on.
Just got finished reading someone’s suicide note. I can’t help but to think that mine would contain a lot more vitriol. Scratch that I can absolutely guarantee it would. Anyway, it reminds me of the need to write a will. I need to look into that. I think everyone should have one because let’s face it when someone dies and the relatives start seeing dollar signs it’s going to be a mess.
I don’t think me and my sister’s relationship would survive anything happening to my mother. In fact I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t.
I ordered another case for my phone last week and received it today. I got this one two days after I got the e-mail that my order shipped. It beats having to wait almost two weeks to get the last one. I dropped the other case a few times and I’ve lost a bunch of stones from the case. I might order another one soon since I get bored and like to change up my accessories. Maybe next time I’ll stop being cheap and get an OtterBox or a Seidio case.
I want a smoking jacket. Never mind the fact that I don’t smoke.
Seems like I’ve talked to more people from Twitter since taking my break then when I’ve been active. Which leads me to one of two conclusions. Either I should delete the account again altogether or not let anyone follow me on Twitter who has access to me on my blog or any social media networks.
If you must take pics in the bathroom can you crop out the toilet? Sorry but sharing face time with the crapper kind of takes away from your hotness.
They are teasing with me with forecasts of a two day snow storm and double digit snow next week. The local people are saying 8-12 inches while the NOAA are saying we could get between 18-24 inches of snow. I’m so giddy I could straight skeet! Of course they preface it with “worst case scenario”. What’s with the negativity? As far as I’m concerned that’s the best case scenario and the one I desperately want to happen. Guess I better go to the grocery store and hoard some bread and milk. *snickers*
Damn, Wendy Williams has a bad ass body! I hate the tummy tattoo but she can definitely get some boo goo! I bet she has a filthy mouth and talks crazy shit in the bedroom too.
R. Kelly’s ex-wife is unfortunate looking in the face but that ass is straight OMG! I see why R. Kelly likes getting his dick wet in and pissing on 14 year olds with the lights on though.
The Puppy Bowl airs on Animal Planet next week. Seems like they’re going to have a lot of ankle biters and ugly puppies based on the roster this year but I’ll still give it a watch because I fucking ♥ puppies!
I need to find one of those sites that allow you to stream live pay-per-views for free. I wouldn’t mind watching the Royal Rumble tonight.
You know what I hate? I hate when you’re stopped somewhere waiting for someone to move and they don’t move until you get tired of waiting and make a move. Grrrr!!!
I hate when people call me during booty call hours and the conversation isn’t about booty. If my right hand and tummy ain’t sticky you’ve wasted my time.
My laptop’s AC adapter cord is acting crazy. I think it has a short. It would behoove me to buy a new power brick but I’m feeling kind of cheap.
I don’t remember the last time I bought a movie. I saw a nice deal on Amazon for three blu-ray movies I want for $50 but again I’m feeling kind of cheap.
I want a lap dance. I just want someone to bounce, wiggle, squirm, and grind all up on me until my lap is damp and smells like pussy. Shake it. Bake it. Booty quake it. Roll it around.
I am bored out of my rabid ass mind! Someone needs to IM or text me or just e-mail me some freaky pics. I’ll wait. *Final Jeopardy theme plays*