Quote of the Day:
"Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, it's bobsled time! COOL RUNNINGS!" - Cool Runnings
I've been doing some thinking about my friendship issues. My wise, beloved boyfriend says that my attempts to appease everybody is due in part to my "big heart." Well, dearest darlingest boyfriend, you're right. Now what I must do is acquire an equally powerful sack of marbles to accompany and protect that aforementioned organ from getting abused and manipulated by bullies. I hope I am always viewed as someone with a big, loving, open heart, but I do NOT wish to be viewed as someone who can be taken advantage of because I'm a people pleaser. I am WAY too old to let people (be it my mother, my friend, or anyone for that matter) make me feel small so they feel better. I need to toughen up because I don't want to get trampled anymore..... plus I feel bad for constantly complaining about it to my boyfriend. He doesn't need it and neither do I! So-fucking-THERE! So fuck you, people! You shall not run roughshod on me. That's my job!
And while I'm at it, I need to stop worrying about people not liking the person I'm in love with. I like/love him and that's what matters. I don't have to agree with you or follow your rules. Hell, I don't even have to listen to you if I don't want to. So fuck you too!
Hear that, folks? I like to make everyone happy and I still like you, but if you're gonna try and make me unhappy, FUCK YOU! *Inhale, Exhale* Ah! That's better!
Ok, heavy subject matter is over for the night. If you're still reading (which if you are, I commend you! Because I'm pretty sure that at 11:30pm, I'm not making sense anymore) I shall reward you with our favorite group of talking socks:
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Just say it! It feels good!
Quote of the Day:
"Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, it's bobsled time! COOL RUNNINGS!" - Cool Runnings
I've been doing some thinking about my friendship issues. My wise, beloved boyfriend says that my attempts to appease everybody is due in part to my "big heart." Well, dearest darlingest boyfriend, you're right. Now what I must do is acquire an equally powerful sack of marbles to accompany and protect that aforementioned organ from getting abused and manipulated by bullies. I hope I am always viewed as someone with a big, loving, open heart, but I do NOT wish to be viewed as someone who can be taken advantage of because I'm a people pleaser. I am WAY too old to let people (be it my mother, my friend, or anyone for that matter) make me feel small so they feel better. I need to toughen up because I don't want to get trampled anymore..... plus I feel bad for constantly complaining about it to my boyfriend. He doesn't need it and neither do I! So-fucking-THERE! So fuck you, people! You shall not run roughshod on me. That's my job!
And while I'm at it, I need to stop worrying about people not liking the person I'm in love with. I like/love him and that's what matters. I don't have to agree with you or follow your rules. Hell, I don't even have to listen to you if I don't want to. So fuck you too!
Hear that, folks? I like to make everyone happy and I still like you, but if you're gonna try and make me unhappy, FUCK YOU! *Inhale, Exhale* Ah! That's better!
Ok, heavy subject matter is over for the night. If you're still reading (which if you are, I commend you! Because I'm pretty sure that at 11:30pm, I'm not making sense anymore) I shall reward you with our favorite group of talking socks:
"Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, it's bobsled time! COOL RUNNINGS!" - Cool Runnings
I've been doing some thinking about my friendship issues. My wise, beloved boyfriend says that my attempts to appease everybody is due in part to my "big heart." Well, dearest darlingest boyfriend, you're right. Now what I must do is acquire an equally powerful sack of marbles to accompany and protect that aforementioned organ from getting abused and manipulated by bullies. I hope I am always viewed as someone with a big, loving, open heart, but I do NOT wish to be viewed as someone who can be taken advantage of because I'm a people pleaser. I am WAY too old to let people (be it my mother, my friend, or anyone for that matter) make me feel small so they feel better. I need to toughen up because I don't want to get trampled anymore..... plus I feel bad for constantly complaining about it to my boyfriend. He doesn't need it and neither do I! So-fucking-THERE! So fuck you, people! You shall not run roughshod on me. That's my job!
And while I'm at it, I need to stop worrying about people not liking the person I'm in love with. I like/love him and that's what matters. I don't have to agree with you or follow your rules. Hell, I don't even have to listen to you if I don't want to. So fuck you too!
Hear that, folks? I like to make everyone happy and I still like you, but if you're gonna try and make me unhappy, FUCK YOU! *Inhale, Exhale* Ah! That's better!
Ok, heavy subject matter is over for the night. If you're still reading (which if you are, I commend you! Because I'm pretty sure that at 11:30pm, I'm not making sense anymore) I shall reward you with our favorite group of talking socks:
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