this girl can't seem to do anything right these days. my actions hurt those that i love. what i think is fun and harmless others find hurtful. Catie must tweak her actions a bit. i won't change who i am, for that is a betrayal of myself. but i will become more respectful of those i love.
i'm sorry
You there, yes you, against the wall, come over here. This might hurt a bit. Just let me reach into your chest, that's it, oh yes, your heart thats what I'm looking for. Great now don't mind me while I throw it onto the ground and stomp on it.
Okay, your turn. Don't look at me that way, this won't take but a second. Just let me reach into your chest, grab your heart, and squish it with both hands. Brilliant, thanks.
Now then, you, don't run from me, no need to be scared. It feels great for a moment, just before I reach in and rip your heart out of your chest and slam it against the wall laughing.
So, who's next?
Good thing I have therapy this morning, I think I have a few issues to discuss.
Passive aggressive behavior is intolerable. I've had a boss, a lover, and some friends that have all suffered this terrible affliction...they are no longer in my life. Life is too short to deal with bullshit and games.
Drama, fuck drama. Anyone live a drama free life? I suppose that would be a bit boring if truth were told.
BlueTrash, my buddy Trash Trash Baby, had back surgery yesterday. Please, everyone, send him good thoughts and if you are a believer, send him some prayers for a quick and full recovery. He rocks the most!
Gotta go blow dry my hair and apply appropriate amounts of mascara so when I sob uncontrollably in therapy I look like a raccoon when I leave.
i'm sorry
You there, yes you, against the wall, come over here. This might hurt a bit. Just let me reach into your chest, that's it, oh yes, your heart thats what I'm looking for. Great now don't mind me while I throw it onto the ground and stomp on it.
Okay, your turn. Don't look at me that way, this won't take but a second. Just let me reach into your chest, grab your heart, and squish it with both hands. Brilliant, thanks.
Now then, you, don't run from me, no need to be scared. It feels great for a moment, just before I reach in and rip your heart out of your chest and slam it against the wall laughing.
So, who's next?
Good thing I have therapy this morning, I think I have a few issues to discuss.
Passive aggressive behavior is intolerable. I've had a boss, a lover, and some friends that have all suffered this terrible affliction...they are no longer in my life. Life is too short to deal with bullshit and games.
Drama, fuck drama. Anyone live a drama free life? I suppose that would be a bit boring if truth were told.
BlueTrash, my buddy Trash Trash Baby, had back surgery yesterday. Please, everyone, send him good thoughts and if you are a believer, send him some prayers for a quick and full recovery. He rocks the most!
Gotta go blow dry my hair and apply appropriate amounts of mascara so when I sob uncontrollably in therapy I look like a raccoon when I leave.
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beautiful.