When an organization so proud of all their plaques of all the free funding and free donations and free land , free building supplies and free money giving to them by people and businesses so proudly displaying in the entrance showing how much money they have collected on the wall when you enter the building in my life yet this free shit never trickle down to the people that need it most. I have never seen more outdated, old shitty equipment, furniture or free garbage just placed in a building in my life !
And they don't care about the people living here when you call to complain they just keep quoting spec's and code by-laws.
Where is all this Funding going ?
Right into their shitty little pockets!
It's appalling !
I'm a gay man, met another gay man, we went for drinks & as he was drinking his beer he asked me what my pronouns are, I said "well he, him obviously" then he says "my pronouns are they, them & I identify as non-binary"......after we parted, I said to myself "well this isn't going to work, time to keep looking"
Ive realized something. I don't care about sex or cumming or w/e. But I would love to have someone to kiss, cuddle, hold & talk to. That's what I want.
That's why I've been intrigued in chastity cages lately. I'd happily be locked away if it meant I had someone to talk to. to give myself fully to someone would be ideal.
Im tired of my idiot boss that wont retire. Im tired of working for less and less. Im tired of flaky ass people that cant do what they say they will do. Im tired of being lonely in city full of people. Im tired of spending time with women who dont like me but just like the attention. Im just so fucking tired. There is no where to run. No where to hide. Its all getting worse. Fuck.
But I just don't know how. If I can make a positive change for someone or something then maybe I wouldn't feel like my life is so meaningless.
But I haven’t been able to do it yet. I found a recording that has my ex’s voice on it. I hadn’t heard their voice at all since we broke up a long time ago, and suddenly there they were. It was a shock to hear it again and stirred up so many confusing emotions. I know I should delete it but I keep finding myself playing it over again just to hear their voice. I’ve been so strong for all this time and now I feel weak again. I’m so mad at myself!
I would like New Years Day moved to March 1st.
December is too crowded for events. The months that are named after numbers 7, 8, 9, and 10 will make sense again. January can be a month of rest. February a month of reflection, preparation, and celebration for the new year. And March is when spring begins.
Despite all the talk about how community and friends is what makes life livable I am constantly surprised how flakey people are and how disposable offers of connection are. Treat others as you want to be treated. If you agreed to spend time with people, stick to it. If you’re too busy say it when you’re being invited.
I'm a attractive 29 year old woman, considered exotic, curvy body etc & wouldn't mind checking out Wreck Beach, but I just don't want to be around a bunch old out of shape geezers with their shriveled up cockers who will stare at women like me, that's the type of men who go there....or they are gay.
I have a visceral reaction when someone refers to their husband as their "hubby". DISGUSTING!