It's everywhere. The pure evil that seems to leak out of those I once held close to my heart. The hatred I have seen come from them the last week has hurt so much, I am going to quit doing the one thing I love most, just so I never have to see them again. And I didn't do anything wrong. But it just shows, you can't trust anyone in this world. You tell your best friend something and they agree, then go and tell your other friend what you said and turns the context around. But whatever. Let them be juvenile about it and keep talking about me through Facebook where they think I can't see it. Go ahead. Because at least I have a job, and am moving out of my mommy's house. I am taking care of me now. Not them. I gave too much of myself to them, and all they did was take it, then throw dog shit in my face. I'm done.
David and I were approved for the house, so the next two days since I am off work, I will start moving in. It feels so good; starting over. I know who my real friends are, and that is all that matters. That's all.
Right?
Monday, June 7, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Sometimes, bad things are good
I can finally heave a sigh of relief. If only for a moment. This week has been full of ups and downs. I have lost a lot, had things thrown at me (words and actual things), and now, I have a silver lining.
I'm moving out. Getting the hell outta dodge. I have my own place.
My friend David and I moving into a beautiful trailer in Mount Vernon, and once we get everything set and get moved in, I will be able to say I am proud of myself.
Back in February I made a promise. To myself, and to the powers that be. I was going to do whatever it took to be able to be my own person. And whatever deities that might be out there have smiled on me. My hopes, fears, and prayers have been heard, and now everything is falling into place. I get to be myself. I can go where I want, when I want. I can see who I please and when. And I can worship as I please.
And it feels so good.
I'm moving out. Getting the hell outta dodge. I have my own place.
My friend David and I moving into a beautiful trailer in Mount Vernon, and once we get everything set and get moved in, I will be able to say I am proud of myself.
Back in February I made a promise. To myself, and to the powers that be. I was going to do whatever it took to be able to be my own person. And whatever deities that might be out there have smiled on me. My hopes, fears, and prayers have been heard, and now everything is falling into place. I get to be myself. I can go where I want, when I want. I can see who I please and when. And I can worship as I please.
And it feels so good.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
No good deed ever does go unpunished...
No good deed goes unpunished
No act of charity goes unresented
No good deed goes unpunished
That's my new creed
My road of good intentions
Led where such roads always lead
No good deed
Goes unpunished!
One question haunts and hurts
Too much, too much to mention:
Was I really seeking good
Or just seeking attention?
Is that all good deeds are
When looked at with an ice-cold eye?
If that's all good deeds are
Maybe that's the reason why
No good deed goes unpunished
All helpful urges should be circumvented
No good deed goes unpunished
Sure, I meant well -
Well, look at what well-meant did:
No act of charity goes unresented
No good deed goes unpunished
That's my new creed
My road of good intentions
Led where such roads always lead
No good deed
Goes unpunished!
One question haunts and hurts
Too much, too much to mention:
Was I really seeking good
Or just seeking attention?
Is that all good deeds are
When looked at with an ice-cold eye?
If that's all good deeds are
Maybe that's the reason why
No good deed goes unpunished
All helpful urges should be circumvented
No good deed goes unpunished
Sure, I meant well -
Well, look at what well-meant did:
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