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There once was a guy...
There once was a guyâŚ
âI once heard a sober alcoholic say that drinking never made him happy, but it made him feel like he was going to be happy in about fifteen minutes. That was exactly it, and I couldnât understand why the happiness never came, couldnât see the flaw in my thinking, couldnât see that alcohol kept me trapped in a world of illusion, procrastination, paralysis. I lived always in the future, never inâŚ
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Twisted differently....
Twisted differentlyâŚ.
âThe more fucked up you are, the more I like you. As long as youâve managed to hold onto your identity through all the shit, then it wonât matter how twisted you are. I will love you more for it.â- Ashley Lorenzana- â Khaki pants and a crisp button up shirt. The uniform of life after death. Not the physical, mind you, but too often the soul.- â How many of my friends and people I know that loved toâŚ
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Free isolation...
Free isolationâŚ
âFreedom is the possibility of isolation. You are free if you can withdraw from people, not having to seek them out for the sake of money, company, love, glory or curiosity, none of which can thrive in silence and solitude. If you canât live alone, you were born a slave. You may have all the splendours of the mind and the soul, in which case youâre a noble slave, or an intelligent servant, butâŚ
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What am I even doing?
What am I even doing?
So I havenât been posting much and started to question if this worth it. Is my blog helping anyone? Am I wasting my time and effort? And then I remember, though my biggest goal IS to help others, this is for me. Iâve never kept a diary or journal of any kind. My thoughts I almost always just kept to myself and didnât let anyone in. So I have to keep that in mind with this blog. This is for me toâŚ
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Lost signal, no connection....
Lost signal, no connectionâŚ.
In this day and age of screen time, itâs a wonder anyone knows how to still have a face to face conversation. Iâve been feeling more and more isolated from others. This isnât just because of the current situation with the Corona Virus, but that people donât talk much these days or speak as they would in texts, intermittently. I feel because of that Iâve lost connection with people and even pastâŚ
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So where do I fit in?
So where do I fit in?
Both a blessing and a curse, the ability to adapt to most any situation is not for everyone. On the blessing side of things, it gives me the ability to experience different people, cultures, or just personality types. On the cursed side because I fit in almost everywhere, I have conflicting messages that it puts out to some. For example, I was a bit of a jock as a teenager and would be perfectlyâŚ
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Trust yourself...
Trust yourselfâŚ
So, here I am on my last weeks of unemployment due to the pandemic. Though Iâm very lucky to even have a job to return to, the amount of business is in question. And with a resurgence of the Covid- 19 virus, they could even close again! Iâm praying the government has something to help, just in case. My salary is not guaranteed. I rely on gratuities. No customers, no money.
But as I amâŚ
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What's to celebrate...
Whatâs to celebrateâŚ
As tomorrow is the 4th of July, our countries independence day, I realize how lack luster this country has become. But itâs not just about the country, itâs more about the people and the prevailing attitudes. I can point fingers easily and say who I think is most at fault, but the fact of the matter, in years past, we just would not see the type of behavior weâve been witnessing as of late.
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Unexpected expectations...
Unexpected expectationsâŚ
Iâm constantly reminding myself and others to lower or erase expectations. Theyâre just so volatile and a set up for disappointments. Plus, itâs just not always fair to those whom your putting your expectations on, even if theyâre completely reasonable. I know I donât want my friends EXPECTING me to be a certain way or do certain things. I know Iâm considerate without needing the expectation.âŚ
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And now what...
And now whatâŚ
Today Iâm really thinking of acceptance and how to go about it. Historically, I was very bad at accepting certain things. Things such as a betrayal of a friend, a breakup with a girl, or other things that I did not have control over.
I remember the first time I felt truly betrayed. Ryan, who I thought was my best friend turned out to be anything but. The long version is not really importantâŚ
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My thoughts are my best friend and my worst enemy...
My thoughts are my best friend and my worst enemyâŚ
You ever start something then regret it because you donât know what youâre doing? Yeah, thatâs me over here, right now! What the hell Iâm going to write about eludes me, though I write daily for my Instagram page. So whatâs the big deal? Oh, this is global outside of the reigns of Instagram.
So as the title of this first attempt at writing suggests, oh so subtly, I want to share my thoughtsâŚ
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Too good for the bad ones...
Too good for the bad onesâŚ
âŚToo bad for the good ones. I feel like this is the closest descriptor of how my love life usually is. Or should I say isntât. Thatâs at least how I feel I am. It would make sense as I crave balance in almost everything! Yay me! Now I donât know what a woman sees when I comes to that. Especially the negative, as I like to grow as a person, I would like to know what I cannot see. And I considerâŚ
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But it's only one day, you say?
But itâs only one day, you say?
So todayâŚwas wellâŚinteresting. Yes, Iâll go with that descriptor. I woke up after 4 hours of sleep. One of the best nights sleep Iâve had in about a week. The insomnia, Iâm sure, a bi-product of being unemployed and, therefore, not expending nearly enough energy. Though now Iâm back at the gym so that should help. OK, back to the storyâŚ.I woke up feeling good, refreshed and ready for the day, andâŚ
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