Clock-in :
05:03
Clock-out :
21:05
::sings::
"One of these things just DOESN'T belong Here!!!!!"
.....Between the World? and what is Important?.....
I now how to listen. It's called advice. You take it as you see fit and you act however you feel. I analyze and absorb and weigh and compare, CONSTANTLY in my head. Hoping for the best outcome arises from my choices...
Well... sometimes when I know better than to listen to others... or better yet.. its not about listening... but just having slightly better judgement in what I allow to develop within my mind. This time... once again, I let my hope and dreams get the better of me.
"Why allow any of this to happen?"
because I'm a naive and masochistic individual. I know what I see.. and I know what has transpired in other for things to have turned into what they are now.
It's not about fault but choosing the best thing for everyone involved. I see it. Others may see it. But if you cant see it... I can't tell you or show you. It has to be something you realize on your own.
Certain things are avoided in conversation... only you know why. But, if you cant live with them, at least attempt to learn from them.
Manipulation and Egotistical Pride. Are responsible for a lot... But the very EXACT person who needs to be taken into account.... is our daughter.
Some things I can't explain... especially when rushed. And... like i said... certain things I would only say depending on your thoughts and reactions.
In the end I was affected today... because my own ears would not listen to myself. I don't know what to think now. But... Overall...
I despise being right.
Things change constantly. That can never be helped.
You can fear it's okay.
Just don't try to control or incite it by your own doing. That makes things volatile.
The kicker is... the severity of how RIGHT I was... is yet to be seen.
And... in case I was never clear,
Thank You.
She is growing beautifully, and is amazingly smart and quick. Her kindness and he bratty outburst and her intellect leave all astounded and smiling. Especially me.
Thank you.
Thank you. For bearing our child and giving her birth, as I stood by and watched helplessly.
Thank you...
Thank you,
for being the Mother you are to our Daughter.
As humans, we will always use one another.
The severity and degree of the insult suffered by those who realize they are being used, is solely dependent of the manner in which they feel/understand they are being used.
In some cases few will admit that they are fine with being used. Some will deny it ever occurred.
I happen to be one of the few that realizes I'm being used, in the smallest of ways. Some may use me to feel better... some may use me as an ear for their troubles. Most don't even understand that they are doing it. And... To me... being used... is not necessarily such a bad thing.
But thats just me.
Now... I've been used for reassurance and acceptance... that's fine by me. What bothers me is when others see me about to do it... and claim they never would do something like that.
Well... either way... have fun thinking about how you are being used every day. And then wonder... that if those using you... appreciate the kind of tool you are to them and for them.
Hmm hmm.
If you know how to think... then the negative aura around this piece might actually dissipate into a rather welcome, fresh breath... of realization for you.
Have a good day.
"Hello... we understand you had a fabulous day out on your tour?"
Ummm.. Yea?
"Good. We also understand you were scheduled to leave base at an obscenely early time, what was that time again?"
0430... drive out time.
"very good. We understand, as well, that your tour ran smoothy and without issues even with the Three Unnecessary Add-Ons we injected into your schedule without any heads up whatsoever?"
Yes... the tour was smooth.
"and at what time did you return to base and closed out your tour?"
1745....
"Very good. We would like to inform you that we will be seeing you tomorrow at 0300."
... ... ....
"Hello?"
Do you remember the last time you chokef on toothpaste because you are watching your 2 year old brush their teeth along with you?
The last time that they tried reading YOU a bed time story to put YOU to bed?
The last time that they got out of bed and instead of playing the asked you to lay with you and snuggle?------ "eat later" she would say...
No... and its ok. Those and many other EVERY DAY moments happen and pass. And I'm not saying that I would ever value them more than anyone else.
I'm not saying that most take those for granted and they don't even know it.
I'm just saying...
I'd die... for the chance to take those moments for granted.
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I wanted to comment to say, something.. but really you said it all.
wish id had the chance to do them my friend. just never found the right person . oh to be young again and have the chance
Talvez...
There was a time where I saw my dreams were coming true...
Talvez...
I was lulled into a blind blissful world of promises of success, affection and love...
Talvez...
Las promesas de apollo me las imagine...
And when I agreed to build my 'family'...
I never realized that was an endeavor I'd be taking on alone.
Something that can easily throw some into despair...
Y ahora...
I'm... me... or so... I slightly feel it...
Minus a giant piece of my life.
And today... I should be happy about that.
She's growing so fast. She's incredibly smart. She stubborn and very protective and caring. She remembers more than she should...
This is all hearsay... because none of this can I actually give you first hand accounts of.
In my head... I'm still making her scrambled eggs for breakfast... and taking her to the park after mom got dropped off at work... and she's still in diapers... and her car seat still fits her for a while to come...
Talvez...
Yo nunca... me mereci cer padre...
Feliz Dia de los Padres... A Todos.
Happy...
Father's...
Day...
to me ?
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happy fathers day to you
To you.
Happy Father's Day my friend.
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I feel and estranging wave.
An overwhelming choking force.
Breathing is rather difficult...
and I don't know why.
This saddening aura,
this mist of despair...
Almost causing me to falter
and lose the control that I've so slowly gained..
and I don't know why.
so please come back to me.
Angel of power...
I've searched a long time...
dont make me again scour....
The world for the pleasant
state of being that I've so
longed and deserved.
at my side.. and I with her.
and that... I'll always know why.
I love because I love.
I cant do much more.
And I love... with all my love.
if you let me
ever more.
COMMENTS
Good song, I love her!
she has a nice ass::P
tan ensorrados estan, que no se pueden mantener lejos de mi?
No se apuren tanto, mi vida es la mia y si quero revelar algo acerca de mi, lo revelare yo solo, a mi manera.
Yo no soy el unico que hable espanol. Tengan un poco de inteligencia. JAAJAJAJAJAJA.
Simplemente manden un mensaje y contestare. Por favor. Yo no estoy para juegos.
Pero si quieren hacerse los bobos... pues.. me divertire, en cualquier forma que se me pegue la gana.
Quien soy yo? lol Nadie.
Olvidensen de mi.
"Dejame por loco y no me hagas caso
Oye lo que te conviene, llora, llora nene
Gente como tu sin control me tiene
Tu no pagas mis deudas, ni me das plata
Y es que de verdad no amenasa, guasa guasa"
~Tego Calderon
I guess it's about time.
Estare en las sombras...
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