...And letting shit go. I was going to write this long, drawn out explanation detailing why I felt the need to write this post but then I figured, for what? I have some shit I need to let go of so here goes
--I like myself. Therefore there are times when I just want to be with myself. This is not an indication that anyone did anything to me or that I am upset about anything. It just means that I like myself.
--If another woman looks at me like I have lost my mind when I say I don’t think I want any children, I may punch her in the throat.
--Don’t tell me I have big breast, I know this already. Who do you think carries these damn boulders around all freakin day?
--Nine times out of ten, if you give me you opinion on something and I don’t respond. That means I don’t give a shit about your opinion, so stop trying to explain it.
-- Recently, I called my homeboy and asked him if I was funny looking cause all I was meeting was funny looking guys.
--I barely like kids by themselves but, bad-ass kids will make me dislike the parents.
--Looking back on it, my last boyfriend was an ass. And I wonder why I ever slept with him
--I hate whinny women. Get over it already.
--If I have come to the conclusion that I don’t like something, I have already thought it out. So please stop trying to change my mind.
--I am pissed at myself for the amount of weight I have gained.
--Sometimes I just say fuck it and mean it. Deal with it.
--Sometimes I reread my own stories and am fearful that they suck.
--Sometimes I reread my own stories and know they are better than 85% of the crap already in the bookstores.
--I think good social skills are more important than a good education.
--I am happy, excited, nervous and scared all at the same time about my new house. (Coming Fall 2005)
--I like myself. Therefore there are times when I just want to be with myself. This is not an indication that anyone did anything to me or that I am upset about anything. It just means that I like myself.
--If another woman looks at me like I have lost my mind when I say I don’t think I want any children, I may punch her in the throat.
--Don’t tell me I have big breast, I know this already. Who do you think carries these damn boulders around all freakin day?
--Nine times out of ten, if you give me you opinion on something and I don’t respond. That means I don’t give a shit about your opinion, so stop trying to explain it.
-- Recently, I called my homeboy and asked him if I was funny looking cause all I was meeting was funny looking guys.
--I barely like kids by themselves but, bad-ass kids will make me dislike the parents.
--Looking back on it, my last boyfriend was an ass. And I wonder why I ever slept with him
--I hate whinny women. Get over it already.
--If I have come to the conclusion that I don’t like something, I have already thought it out. So please stop trying to change my mind.
--I am pissed at myself for the amount of weight I have gained.
--Sometimes I just say fuck it and mean it. Deal with it.
--Sometimes I reread my own stories and am fearful that they suck.
--Sometimes I reread my own stories and know they are better than 85% of the crap already in the bookstores.
--I think good social skills are more important than a good education.
--I am happy, excited, nervous and scared all at the same time about my new house. (Coming Fall 2005)
Hell, that felt good. There is so much more shit I needed to let go. I think I may make this a regular post. Well of course that is contingent on the other mess going on in my life.
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