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I come off as intense because I am. I really do not have time for a superficial life whatsoever. If some people have an issue with that too bad, so sad. Sorry not sorry.

Sick of it all

I work all day for not enough money. I get 10 days off a year. Half of those get used up by appointments and other BS. I make more money now but somehow feel poorer. I have little time for hobbies and friends. What is the fucking point? Im so fucking sick of this shit. Also my co workers are old and getting senile. Fuck

Today's music is crap....

That's right I said it, why do young people/youth today listen to talentless hipster groups that no one has heard of, like The Dead Milkmen, The Cure, The Selector, Alice Bag, Alien Sex Fiend, The Gun Club, SNFU etc....why can't young people listen to good ol' rock n roll of the past like Chicago, Alan Parsons project, Emerson Lake & Palmer Air Supply or Ambrosia....good rock music should not be forgotten....& today's youth should not forget that.

The irony

The people I know who are the quickest to label someone else as judgemental, are also the most judgemental people I know. (Yes, I know : ) )

One fight, one truth

Fuc. I was an idiot for thinking I had friends that valued me as much as I valued them. I don't think they'd put out their reputation or neck for anybody. I'm seeing the brightside of canceling them out, I wouldn't want to lean on them at a later time on my life. Gotta love urself. Also, how can u watch someone suffer, know how to fix it and do sht all? Not my kind of people. Those are stupid people who are dangerously selfish

Low class

When you’re at the cashier, emptying out the store’s plastic basket, clear it out of the way FFS. To just leave it on the floor, where you are standing, impeding the flow of the lineup of people behind you is quite frankly assinine and self centred. You think I’m going to do it for you? You think they even have staff to do this for you? In 15 minutes, 2 different stores, 2 different plastic baskets on wheels, with the same type of consumerist turd that should stay at home bedrotting and shopping online, so that we can shop without classless bodies who don’t know shit about civility.

Future husband

Dear future husband, When you meet me for the first time, please understand I’ve been through a lot and be soft. Understand my heart has been broken into a million little pieces that I’ve had to put back together. Alone. I’ve had to constantly tell myself that I am worthy, that I am deserving, that I am funny, charming, beautiful, kind, generous, thoughtful, intelligent, strong, brave, emotional, loving and I’m enough. That I am perfect the way I am, and I’m not sorry that I love too much, or if I other think too much or if I get upset too much. It’s cause I feel everything, I feel everyone’s heart and I try to make sure they never feel what I’ve felt. I’ll explain something to the sun comes up till you get it, I’ll ask questions to understand every bit of you. I’ll ask you if I’ve upset you, I’ll tell you when you’ve upset me. I’ll laugh at every joke, and I’ll sometimes cry at every minor convinces. I’ll be strong and hold you up and me up, when we’re struggling. I’ll make you feel comfortable in every room I’m in. I’ll make you proud to call me your wife. So please be soft gentle and patient with me, cause I am painfully and patiently waiting for you to come. And when you do I know you’ll tell me everything I need to hear, reassure every fear I have and I know you’ll love me with all your heart like the way I’ll love you. -your future wife

Yes, I've Told Her Im In love With her

she doesn't seem to care much. She speculated that it is lust. I told her lust is a part of love. the truth is , I love the way i feel when shes around. i want to be near her always. Sure, she happens to be georgeous but I think if she wasn't so gorgeous she'd realize that yes, I do in fact love her. I wish people would take me at my word. I don't lie. I despise liars, you can't trust them at all. I trust myself.

Doggie Poop Bag Wrongful Accusation.

II falsely accused a dog walker of throwing his poop bag by a tree. He was walking ahead of me and I saw him throw the poop bag and I said, "Hey, you can't just throw your poop bag anywhere" and he looked at me baffled and then as I got closer, I realized he'd thrown it into a garbage bin beside the tree. I apologized profusely but even his dog looked pissed off at me for the wrongful accusation. Sorry, sir. and your doggo.

Colder and colder

Sure the weather is cold and dreary. But everyone seems to be acting much colder too, unusually cold, needlessly cold. I was on a bus and a guy was seated in front of me with a sign to give it up for elders or the disabled. All these really old chinese people got on and he was bust sending texts, ignoring them all. I would have given up my seat if i wasn't in agonizing pain with a back operation approaching. Standing is hell, standing on a bus bouncing around is worse. I felt like nobody gives a damn about anyone. Like everyone is lost in narcissism. You may think i sound suicidal but i would never have the courage to do that. Id screw it up and make my life far worse. That's just an aside as to why i applied for M.A.I.D. I will probably be denied, knowing my luck, due to all my issues being invisible to others and gritting my teeth and baring the enormous pain i feel regularly. Its like dental nerve pain all through my arms, legs, shoulders and head. My life sucks. Yes. But i wouldn't want to be here anyway if i felt fine. P.s. the world needs to send a message to all governments that murder is not acceptable.

I SAW YOU

Happy Day Cafe on Kingsway

You were sitting by yourself & you ordered a few Curry Fish Balls and a few deep-fried Spring...