October 8th, 2020 @ 5:27 pm

lol, maybe.

…but i honestly hope not.  at first i was like “yep” when i saw this picture, but then i also felt like it had a negative vibe to it.  i’d rather take that negative energy and put it elsewhere.

people that actually know me realize i’m usually not the villain.  i’m not perfect, but i have perfectly reasonable reasons for cutting people from the team or feeling the way that i feel.

you can pretend i’m the bad person all you want, but i can admit when i’m actually at fault.  maybe i don’t fight for friendships – i’m guilty of that, but it’s usually just that i gave up because it took someone too long to realize that they were acting like a piece of shit or maybe it took me too long to realize that someone was acting like a piece of shit, and my patience finally ran out.  if that makes me a bad friend, oh well.

i look at friendships just like i do relationships… if you have to work hard at it, i don’t really find it worthwhile.

i’d rather you take that guilt bullshit energy and use it to muster up an apology and admit that you were wrong, if you were.  i’d respect someone more approaching me if there was actually a friendship there at another point.  i don’t just magically ghost people for no reason.

PSA: don’t be an asshole.

September 10th, 2020 @ 12:03 pm

ACCURATE.

also: for some odd reason, i always come back around near my apartment and second guess doing a second loop, when “one more time” comes on. i’d say about 75% of the time, and then i do another 4 mile loop. thank you, daft punk.

let ’em learn. i might not be the best friend in the world sometimes (mostly because of personal expectations), but you’ll always have an honest and loyal person out of me. if i accidentally see pics of you and people i’ve deemed unworthy, i sit back and laugh. y’all are fake and corny.

ACCURATE. too bad you can’t fix shitty narcissistic humans… PEACE da fuq out.

100000000000% dump supporters are the worst.

AUTUMN IS UPON US, stop complaining about candy corn like it’s the damn devil. if you don’t like it, it’s fine… shut up about it and anything pumpkin spice. FFS… i fucking LOATHE egg nog, you don’t see me walking around bitching about it during xmas time.

February 3rd, 2020 @ 5:20 pm

i’ve let go of 4/5 friends over the last decade or so.  i only do this when someone has done something super shitty to me, they’re selfish friends or well, just completely psychotic.  i’m sorry, but i don’t have time for people that are only in it for themselves.  we all have enough shit to deal with on a daily basis, to then have to deal with shitty or fair-weather friends.  that being said, mi amiga bonita sarita tweeted this today, and it couldn’t come at a funnier time:

“if i have to think twice about whether or not i can trust or rely on you, we shouldn’t be cool.”

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i should have trusted my instinct about a week ago when one of those folks came knockin’ at my door.  i figured i’d give it a shot, but apparently this one is just shaaaaaaaaaady? i dunno. maybe it was a drunk add? either way, someone added me, never said anything – iiiiiiiiiiii then reached out and then realized she unfollowed me.

what in the literal fuck was the point?
i gave her the benefit of the doubt even confirming her add, and maybe i’m jumping to conclusions bc she just didn’t respond in a reasonable time frame.  i mean, i wasn’t looking for an essay – just left an icebreaker, but once i realized she unfollowed me, nah.  right out the window.  what a waste of energy.

lesson learned:
if they’re gone, they’re gone for a reason.  leave ’em where you left them.  trust your gut, and def keep ’em as far back as you can – especially when they chill with corny nimrods and losers.  queens is a small fucking galaxy, and unfortunately when you get rid of one, they find the other weeds you cut away.  yuck.

if there’s anything i’ve learned over the years, is that there are so many gross, two-faced, fake shitheads within my friend groups.  some might seem like *oMg sO mUcH fUn* and/or good eggs, but a lot of them have got disgusting insides…  and for some reason, they like to show me those sides, but not others.  so many lessons learned.

you would think nearing 40 that i wouldn’t be dealing with this type of bullshit, but here it is gravitating towards me as usual.  i did nothing to provoke this add, and i honestly don’t understand why people are so fucking odd.

if you’re not going to have an adult conversation with me, just leave me the fuck alone.