It was not my finest hour. Not by far.
Today I yelled at an old lady and threatened her with certain death if she dared open her mouth one more time. I only had 19 items in my cart and my heels were bruised and bloody from the throng of senior citizens who had continously rammed me with their carts while I was doing my actual shopping. I would never wait in the parking lot for her to limp her llittle gray haired ass across my path so I could turn her into asphalt ( like I threatened). I'm more the type to follow her home and jump her ass in her own driveway while yelling, "YOU KNOW WHY!".
Like I said, not my finest hour.
Today I caught up with a piece of my heart. We've been so far separated for too long. The only word I can use to define how I felt after being with him is, rich. There's just something about making that connection. It's a feeling that starts building in your core and then damn near explodes from your body. I was starving for what he brought to the table and now I feel totally satiated. He's a million miles away from me, but so close I swear I can feel the heat from his body. He's my friend, nothing more. But so much of who I am is defined by the secrets he knows. I cherish him. He makes me feel rich.
Ok, so today I cleaned up my profile. My God, why didn't anyone tell me how bad it was? Well, you'll be happy to know, I weeded out a bunch of the crap. I mean stuff that seemed like crap in my mind. Words that were written out of grief, or loneliness, or an alcoholic haze, have mostly been deleted. I know I still have work, and I hope when I am ready to add some new stuff it will be different from before. Because if it's not, then I haven't moved on or grown up one little bit.
I need something fresh. I need warm temps and sunshine and I know I'll get my feet wet with this again. I guess I need to cut myself some slack. The words will eventually come, and when they do, look out. Cause I'm a prolific little bitch!
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LOL @ prolific little bitch.
Profile overhaul is a giant pain in the ass. I find I gotta design all my images with a specific color scheme lol. I hate it. I love it. :P
"Paranormal Activity 1 & 2."
My question is this:
If these are true stories, how can there be alternate endings?
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me, an invincible summer.
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DestroyingAngel
03:12 Feb 21 2011
lol....WOW.