The darkness is where I dwell in my own blood soaked clothes.
Only able to hear the sad voices in my head tell me I was wrong.
Voices that were always right in the end, but just once I wanted the to be wrong.
I wanted to live the fantasy that I had created around myself.
The words spoken were so normal and unassuming but they struck with such devastation and destruction.
You took everything I wanted and burned it to ash in front of me.
Now I am told I am suppose to forget and move forward with no complication, but that is really not a possibility for me.
Where do I go from here with a gaping whole in my chest and nothing to show for what time was spent.
The corpse will rot and the thoughts and memories will fade into the void and be forgotten.
The person who once was will no longer be.
My supervisors and Managers left work early today to do do the stupid ice bucket contest thing. When does this thing end? its annoying me.
Not to sound rude but I don't do donating or supporting of things, I wouldn't even do it if I had the thing needing support. Instead of dumping ice water on yourself why not go donate a few dollars instead?
As far as I am aware the ice bucket thing isn't donating money to the cause every time someone does it so really what the hell is the point? To try getting hypothermia? I could understand if it was a really hot day then sure, why not?
But honestly Manager or not you shouldn't be allowed to just ditch a half hour early, leaving the store without a manager or supervisor just to do something stupid.
If you support whatever the cause is then great, I applaud you but don't be one of those people who decided to massage me saying I'm a bitch or try pushing me into doing something I don't agree with.
I'm not pushing God on you so don't do it to me.
Now I'm getting drunk and going to try to forget this stupid fucking day.
The point is to dump it over your head and donate ten dollars, otherwise donate a hundred. And it's not for hypothermia it's because the shock of cold icy water fucks up your nerves and for a few short seconds you get a glimpse of what it feels like. It's a stupid challenge people are doing for fun, sure, but there is a point behind it.
It is for ALS the luggarry disease or however you spell his name. its very debilitating, and the reason why the donation hasn't been brought up is cause ignorant stupid people are just trying to get out of donating 100 dollars.
I live on the sadder side of life.
To say I live is an understatement I thrive on the sadder side.
I watch from this side to see people true nature and self destruct, some might think the sadder side is a bad place but I enjoy myself here and watching the world implode on its self.
The sadder side is the only place for me to be myself and find out how people really feel about others and myself.
This side lets holds no secrets and all truths , its a place to be alone with your darkest thoughts and feelings.
Well well. It's been a while. So I might as well update this thing. Let's start slow.
Life is beautiful. Work is great, Adrien is doing well, and Jen and I are (hopefully) pregnant. We're trying, so I'm hoping it worked! We'll know in a few days. Got a new car, driving a Dodge Magnum. White, but there are worse colors. Moving soon I think. Not sure where in terms of city, but I think our family needs to be elsewhere. Bigger place. I'm considering being a DJ again. I have always loved making music.
Really now, what? You copy-pasted a definition you don't even fully understand. I'm proud. It takes some real balls to be intellectually teabagged over and over, and yet still spit out some garbled response past the ball hair at each opportunity. Good on ya, fodder.
And you're expressing it for what reason, exactly? Oh noes! Someone, somewhere may not hear your opinion! Hurry! Rectify it! Minority or majority makes no difference. Based on the one definition you clipped, sure. The majority here is me. My journal. Public entry, my journal. Your oppositional opinion, while fun, was pointless. I'm starting to remember why I haven't been on here in a while. Lots of self-important, shut in, socially awkward disassociatives giggling at each other's farts, and regurgitating each other's diarhetic insults and unintelligible memes at one another in a fruitless and pathetic attempt to feel less alone, while isolating themselves from the world behind computer screens like their 'friends'. Shocking that it took an hour for me to recall that.