I've gained a long sought for serenity within myself as I've sought out those whom I've outwardly wronged in the purest sense of vengeance and self deemed poetic justice. This was either welcomed or spurned by those who I wronged. But there is nothing else I can do for you.
I have enough inner struggles to waste my time trying to get you to "like" me. Just like I don't have to like you. I have to respect you. And if you displayed a lack of respect towards me, then you are likely among those who I've approached with sincere apologies. Not because I feel bad that I did it, but because I understand it was still wrong to do, whatever I did. And I don't sit well within my soul if something is wrong. So... yes. My apology is selfish. You can accept that or you cant.
Now there's a few of you going. "He hasn't said a DAMN thing to me." That's because I never will. You matter even less to me than those I opted to strike against. Live your life and wonder not if you've ever crossed my mind. Because guess what? I feel good and you aren't around. What do you think?
I've been wronged, lied to and humiliated and attacked and rallied against. No VR... i mean REAL LIFE, take it easy. But I had decided to lean back and examine why those actions ever took place. Human, is usually the case. Hell, I'm currently being lied to and deceived as we speak, or so some think. I've too much on my mind, body and soul to deal with, to let you drag me along any further. If I've spoken to you, then that is my peace. I will now carry on. And if you are beside my to share with my goals. Than i welcome you wholeheartedly.
I am DONE needing people. I am DONE needing reassurance. I am done. I've been hurt enough to know that I've been a boy about a great many things. Too many. 25, feeling like i'm 48 and acting like I'm still 16. Kiss my ass. If I cannot stand on my own, then warm words of affection and friendship seem to fall hollow with that self-proclaimed lie of a promise that I would indeed be there, when I can't even be there for myself.
HAHAH. No longer. Forgive me, but its time to think about me. I've let things slide by thinking about everyone else. I've even sacrificed so others could have a chance... and then watched them throw it away right before my face. No. That's enough.
Lavish upon me forgiveness. Because the cold being within me will be who you meet if you think You'll use me ever again.
I do not forget.
I do not heal.
I am engraved with experience.
I am molded by understanding.
Thank you. You've made me smile like have not for a very long time. And in examining myself and how I wish to be for you... I've not liked what I've become. But I know that this isn't me, and now, I wish to show you what I can truly be, Have wanted to be. And Will Be.
Now think carefully... lol like you ever don't.
::As I lean close, and whisper to you.::
Are... you... ready?
Walk in. Take Map reading test. Ace said test. Follow Up calls for 2 weeks. (He just wasn't there.)
Finally get through, told the Hiring process has changed. Please CALL BACK to schedule a Phone Screen before setting an interview...
DID SO...
Phone Screen Last week. Interview YESTERDAY. Told to call back TODAY at 11Am. I call... no answer. I call every 10 minutes for an hour. Get dressed. DRIVE to the damn place. Walk in.
"WTF is wrong with you people!?!?" I seemed to have said.
But they heard. "Excuse me, I'm looking for so and so. I was told to call, got no answer. "
Lady-"She's not here, she left early." (this.. again)
"Delicious. Should I call tomorrow? Or just bomb the place, with no prior warning?" I swore I said aloud.
But again.. they heard. "I see, should I attempt again tomorrow?"
Lady-"Yes, and so that you don't have to come all the way down here, call and make sure that she is here."
"So, if again i get no answer, I am guaranteed immunity from coming down here and kicking a few of you in the face?" My blank stare all but illustrated.
Again.. she heard something else entirely.
"Thank you, very much. Have a great day!"
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Sooooooooo I've dealt with some shit job interview situations. This by far is NOT the worst one.
Yet I'm still jobless.
"Not Killing Philadelphians" Should be a full time job.
I'm a goddamn Professional.
The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones
The seas be ours
and by the powers...
where we will we'll roam
Yo, ho, all hands
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
Now Some have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
The bell has been raised
from it's watery grave...
hear it's sepulchral tone?
a call to all,
pay heed the squall
and turn your sails to home!
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.
The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones
The seas be ours
and by the powers...
where we will we'll roam!
Ooh, I bet you're wondering how I knew About you plans to make me blue With some other guy that you knew before. Between the two of us guys You know I love you more. It took me by surprise I must say, When I found out yesterday. Don't you know that... I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine. Oh I heard it through the grapevine, Oh and I'm just about to lose my mind. Honey, honey yeah. When I heard that Not much Longer Would you be my Baby... I know that a man ain't supposed to cry, But these tears I can't hold inside. Losin' you would end my life you see, 'Cause you mean that much to me. You could have told me yourself That you love someone else. Instead... I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine. Oh I heard it through the grapevine, Oh and I'm just about to lose my mind. Honey, honey yeah. When I heard that Not much Longer Would you be my Baby... People say believe half of what you see, Son, and none of what you hear. I can't help bein' confused If it's true please tell me dear? Do you plan to let me go For the other guy you loved before? Don't you know... I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine. Oh I heard it through the grapevine, Oh and I'm just about to lose my mind. Honey, honey yeah. When I heard that Not much Longer Would you be my Baby... Honey Honey I know That you're letting me go said, "I heard it through the grapvine" Heard it theought the grapevine...... |
Philadelphia... home of TWO of the deadliest intersections in the country. (that may have changed but the pussy drivers here, have NOT)
I drive a damn Mini-van.
Don't Cut corners at 40 plus mph(no roll cage, Cop on corner... yellow light. Moral of the Story? I MADE IT and cop just shook his head lol)
Don't speed. (hit 96 mpg just the other day on City Streets...*shhh*)
Don't push the brakes past known limits( Sister Comment: DUDE... when you drive even the fucking Pedestrians need Seat Belts!!)
Slain... Just plain fucking DON'T its a damn Mini-van!!!
PFFFT
Now... That being established...
You, timid, enormous Pick-up Truck / SUV owning, skid-marking son's of bitches.
Get the hell out of my way!
On particular obnoxious prick driving a pickup... is 15 yards ahead of me on a small one way street. Driving weird... then... swerve like he was avoiding the BIGGEST pot-hole this side of the Schuylkill!! I practically heard him yell "OH SHIT AIR!!!" and proceed to dodge it.
I slow down... and continue driving.right past where he swerved.... NOTHING THERE.
Similar situation... SUV Driver.. Hits the damn brakes..and literally CRAWL around a pothole my grandmother could skate over.
WHY THE FUCK do you own such a huge vehicle to NOT take advantage of what its fucking MADE FOR??? Here... Give the Keys... and I'll show you what the NEXT Enormous vehicle stuck behind your stupid ass should do..... RUN YOU OVER!!!
Sit.... take a deep breath.
count to--:snort:: Are you kidding?
Just let go of the fucking mouse.
Get your little index and middle finger the fuck away from the mouse pad on the laptop and read this
VERY
carefully.
You are human. You can DIE.
You aren't a god. No, not even even a role-playing one.
Not a one of your 12 profiles on here will make you dissapear into Interwebz land and save you from a Fist is flying into your face.
Now.. just sit.. yes now sit back... read even slower than you have been... if its possible-- to make this more permanent ray of knowledge giving into you less than ample mind.
You Will die. The net will go on. Your profile will die, get deleted or passed on. You will be forgotten.
But before that happens you will die.
Now ask yourself. How many people at your "funeral" are going to be wearing VR attire and merchandise? To show their "respects"? The answer?
NO NO NO... nuh uh. Keep that little tid bit of realistic self depreciating information to yourself.
Why? because people on here... use the Term "Friend" as loosely as the next 15 year old girl is gonna "Feel" who creates a profile on VR and starts yamming about how she "needs get sum"
Moral? You will be dead. And Gone...
and they won't even know you DIED!!!!!
Once there was Cluster...
On his Journeys he met Fuck.
They had a love-child; Verizon.
Who's flaws, No ONE could tuck
One.. Two... and a Three Disconnects
Oh the joyous and plentiful luck
SHIT ASS DSL Service
Reverting BACK to dial up
Just because the phone starts to Ring
And you have to fight back the urge to, it, Chuck.
Came along its Cousin, Comcast, Fuming
from the dropped call as he came to pick him up
"Dude when FIOS come out
my life wont be such a puck!"
"Were gonna give them the same fucking service
rename it and Up the Buck"
Comcast just stared at him
as he sped up driving the truck
He slapped the shit out of Verizon and just said:
" Dude...Seriously! What! The! Fuck!"
I met an angel with a Saw-off shotgun...
He was running from the FBI...
We dropped some acid...
Killed our parents...
Then we hit the road...
COMMENTS
COMMENTS
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Slain
11:56 Nov 12 2012
yep, for her again... What. A. Surprise.