Classic Collision Atlanta #463

Posted on 30. Mar, 2015 by in Classic Collision Atlanta

9/27/13

Why is it that women are left to clean up all of the messes? Why is it that males get to walk around creating all of these disasters and they get to turn their crap around on us!

I have made so much progress and I have come to the conclusion….. I cant help it if most of the world behaves one way and feels another. With me, what you see is what you get.

I’m so sick and tired of people acting like they are listening to what I say….but, when it comes down to it, they have no freaking clue!

If a person has been through something thousands of times…I THINK THEY PROBABLY KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT…WHEN IT COMES TO THAT PARTICULAR SITUATION.

I could give a rat’s a– about what people think my life could become, over night…with the

wave of a magic wand??? Is it just plain ignorant to give another person advice…based on what they are capable of achieving and not you??? They don’t get it. I’m tired of repeating myself…especially now that I firmly believe that most people hear dolphin squeaks when I speak!

People don’t want to know the truth, about what I have seen. Its disgusting and should not exist.

So, if its all the same…leave me the Hell alone and keep your delusions to yourself. I know who I am because of what I have been through. This Talking B.S. just gets to be exhausting.

I don’t believe in wasting my time deluding myself into thinking that I’m something that I’m not…and in the meantime…getting what I want out of others…then, when I wake up…I turn the tables and make others feel like s— for the mess that I created.

Be who you say you are. If you cannot live with what you have done, sober…leave me out of it. I don’t have a lot of respect for those who have to turn into someone else, to behave in a certain manner. Do what you gotta do. It doesn’t work. Then  again….I’ve already figured that one out. Go waste someone else’s time. There are plenty of people out there…who are

just spinning their wheels and going nowhere. My hamster wheel ride is my own! I choose the activities in which I participate. Leave me the H— alone, if I don’t wish to follow your heard!

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