So a time out from my recent existential ponderings to discuss the following:
I find it very interesting that a large number of people who don't know me seem to be quite certain of my intentions and of what I want out of life. Some of these people have spoken to me and may indeed know some of what they believe to be "facts" about my life. None of them have the first fucking clue about who I am, what I've done or what I think. I try to be tolerant of them and put their positions down to their own insecurities and failures, and the fact that I
(1) Am pathologically private; and
(2) Treat most people as amusements for my personal pleasure.
However when these same people cause distress for people who do know me and whom I do care about, I can't be so tolerant.
Please bear this in mind. The last thing any of us need is for me to react to any of this. Nothing good will come of that.
I find it very interesting that a large number of people who don't know me seem to be quite certain of my intentions and of what I want out of life. Some of these people have spoken to me and may indeed know some of what they believe to be "facts" about my life. None of them have the first fucking clue about who I am, what I've done or what I think. I try to be tolerant of them and put their positions down to their own insecurities and failures, and the fact that I
(1) Am pathologically private; and
(2) Treat most people as amusements for my personal pleasure.
However when these same people cause distress for people who do know me and whom I do care about, I can't be so tolerant.
Please bear this in mind. The last thing any of us need is for me to react to any of this. Nothing good will come of that.
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