There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Seriously!

Ok folks, no one is gonna like this one, and I don't give a damn.

I am so tired of people thinking that they are any better than everyone else. All they can do is see the one sided story of their pain. They forget the past when they get hurt. They think they are the only people alive that feel this way or have been let down. While in their misery they forget everyone else and do to them the same thing that they are complaining about. I'm not listing the specific ones that have shorted me lately. I don't need to rub anything in their faces, for it won't do any good. I have to say it though, Fuck you! You are not perfect either. Love is supposed to be unconditional. That includes the good, bad, and ugly. I know that I'm not one to talk right now, but I plan on working on it. Quit thinking that you are the only one alive to feel this way. You so are not. I don't need shit from you. I give it to myself on a daily basis. Be pissed off at me, but tell me. I can't read anyone's mind, and yes, sometimes get caught up in my own shit too. Call me on it. Just freakin tell me! I don't want to read about it in a text, blog, or email. Give me the same respect that you would want and tell me. I do my best. I'm a good person. I'm also not perfect and know that. Quit freakin thinking that you are!

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