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SINCE I"VE BEEN 18

Sunday night. Jose, my father, and myself on my mind. Monogamy is the greatest, and I want it.
(an essay)




For Honor said:
To be selfish for a post (well, I am always self indulgent in my posts..... :| )

this whole situation with Jose has..... oddly enough........ really reinforced my views about relationships. Gay or straight, people need to know what to look for, really.

Relationships don't just happen, they are a lot of work. But if you find the right one, then it is profound.



And it..... it is like this..........
I don't need to have my picturesque wonderful relationship and wedding and family, but I really want to find someone who is the best person for me, and that person that I am the best person for.

I can't erotically love someone who is not female, it's just not hapening for me. I can agree that a man is attractive, I guess I am just not really the kind of guy who considers homosexuality. I don;t that is better or worse, I just realize now I am that way.

And for whatever reason, a woman's face is .....
well, I don't know....
I am a person who likes to "look into things", so I guess a woman's face, in my book, is the ultimate. Definitions of beauty may vary, but...... I know at least what I want. When a girl can look at me and I can see into her eyes, into her soul perhaps, and know that she feels the same way about me the way I feel about her...... I think that is what I really want. Something so honest that it simply resonates, and is understood.

I'm not going to find that just by walking up to a random lady, ( I don't expect), but on the deepest level, that is what I hope for.



And in all honesty, I hope Jose can find that same thing with someone. I hope everyone can.


Regardless of what my zodiacs or prophecies may say, I have an afinity for monogamy. I don't really know why or how... But it just seems like the highest form of... goodness or beauty or whatever.


I say this, because in the beginning, I was taken aback by Jose. But in the big picture of life, all things are so fleeting, and few things are timeless. Most things don't really matter, but to me, if one person can find another person that they really love and cherrish and want to be with forever- and that same feeling is returned- then everything else doesn't really matter.


I am still not sure just how I feel about love, but I have felt it's power knock me around, and I do not deny it. I question it, but I don't deny it.
 
My Tao......

The Tao of For Honor......


I'm going to be writing my own "way" soon... So GALLANT may take a backseat for a while. I am one of those people, though, that works best when they have a lot of things going on.

But I wanted to write a little note here in order to remind myself
 
Green Tea


Grean tea in my mothers cup
Sitting on the desk edge
Solitude is standing there
Yet the browns go together so well

Desk, door, cup, and spoon
Tea inside
I don't hesitate to wonder
What am I doing?

Through the handle hole
Maybe that's where the answer lies
...Lies?
And here my mind drifts again


So easily does it flow
The path of least resistance
The way of "the watercourse way"
A mind as such is horrible...

Easily moved, yet never satisfied
so still it can seem, so deep the tide
But will it drag me away?
Or will it carry me slowly...

roughly and carefully
Washing and waiting
inward toward the bay


(of all the things I cannot think but cannot say)

'Tao of the Cello'
'Watercourse Way'


...(cliche)....
 
pimp slapping the project


what?
I thought you were tough
But your nothing
Your through

I waited 4 days on you
and all I have to do
Is blow some wind around
and you fall down

How easy!
How delight!
Tomorrow will be fun in school
Tomorrow is tonight

I stay up late now
Because it is so fitting
A phantom of the opera
A samuria waiting, sitting...


"to serve"
 
Essence is the brevity of wit


Perhaps that is why I go mad, because I write so much and by time I am done it has lost it's drive. Few exceptions.

And I realize now, with a smile, that it simply is just wrong:

Brevity is the essence of wit.
 
Green Tea II


It sits in my lap this time, as I stir
It is warm.... nice
Reminds me of another warmth I am feeling

But my watercourse mind also notes the coolness
That flows through the wide open window
I opened it so as to not get too warm and comfrotable, you see.

But the warmness, not unlike when my cat graces my lap with his....
.......................prescence............................
Oh shit.... I left the teabag in the cup for a long time...

But never the less, the tea is unspoiled, and good...
Not unlike the warmth I am feeling from the people around me as of late
They are as inviting as the raindrops that I hear lightly

These people, do I call them friends, are letting me into their world
And this is something, which, for the longest time I have been outside of
For though it sounds simple, the distance that I often allude to is real

All to real for me... and I do not wish to go into it, for this is a happy moment
I have my warm tea with me, and warm thoughts of warm people in my mind
And the positive sensation of completing a task, all flowing in the positive direction

Happiness is a state of mind, that I know
But it is a joyful state to be in, for honestly, I prefer these
These moments of subltle joy rather than peaks of pain and pleasure

The simplicity, unlike my minds fleeting and splattering course
Is soothing to me
And I say this as I take a sip from my pleasantly warm


Green Tea


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:) that was fun to write. Makes me laugh, yet it is still deep! :yes:
 
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Green Tea III


It sits on a stack of papers
Manilla folder
30 page study
Pink highlighter

Yet it is the grean tea
brown cup, steel spoon
warmth, fading warmth
in the early hours of the morning

it sits there
the cello plays
I think of playing my seldom album
But the cello....

It seems so fitting for working in the evening
It feels so much like a human I think
It has presence, company
Along with my green tea..... and chopsticks

The cello is haunting
yet embracing as well
so like people
but the green tea just sits there

tao of the cello?
tao of the green tea...
yes....

tao of the green tea
 
Potato Chip ChopStick

Bag o' Lays
Bowl
Green Tea Bag;
Bigelow

Chopstick for chip
Chopstics for Chip
Use them together
So I don;t get sticky hands

Chi sau

hahahahaha


-----------

I'll have to tell that one to my father
note: the bowl, actually, was for cookies, and I put the tea bag in it (sonuds messy, but it wasn't - it is actually very pactical), and I ate the chips right-out-the-bag with the chopsticks. It really is ingenius, and the only reason I am sharing it with you is because I care about you, really.

but i get the copyright, okay - me, Jesse Parent.
 
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Alright, I came up with this one a long time ago........


"face down, under the bed, with a pillow on top of my head"



and now I turn it into a small humerious ..... thing.........



So this guy comes up to me
(-yeah, what did he say?)
He says "hey boy, what's goin' on?
Looks like you got somethin' to say?"

I say "Oh yeah?"
(-yeah?)
yeah, and what do you know,
I slapped him in the face
and called his momma a ho

(-what you say?)
I said "I sleep face down
"Under the bed
"and with a pillow....
"On top ma head

"I sleep face down
"Under the bed
"and with a pillow....
"On top ma head"

So he looks me kinda funny
And I thought he didn't know
(-yeah?)
So I figured I would set him straight
Punched him in the nose

(-what you say?)
I said "I sleep face down
"Under the bed
"and with a pillow....
"On top ma head
(-word!!)

"I sleep face down
"Under the bed
"and with a pillow....
"On top ma head"


(...ah man.... ain't nobody mess with me tah-day!)
(-you got that right, you got that right)

-------------------

:)

I picture the Beastie Boys doing it, because it is defintiely old school.
 
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my past

And so the whole story is revealed to me
I don’t believe it – that is the cliché you are supposed to use in this kind of situation.

So let me just state the “facts” first: My earliest memories of attraction to anyone was of Karen. I distinctly remember a green glowing aura I had I a dream concerning her a few years ago, perhaps in my freshmen year. There was some sort of attraction, but more that physical, familiarity perhaps.

But the point of all this is that I’ve been cheated out of a certain life path. I don’t feel that way literally, but that is the only way I can seem to convey it at the moment…

I never saw the connection, but now, in the final days of my senior year, it is clear to me. This is all a waste of time, and yes, melodramatic, but that is the only thing that rabbit (cats) like myself are good for, is it not?

If I had stayed in Clifton park, at Shenendehowa Central School, then I would have ran into Karen, I would have been more stable, I would have been able to open my wings and not be so reserved. If I stayed in shen, and didn’t leave to Schuylerville, then it would have been so different… Karen would have lead to Julie. They are both related (close friends for years), and hearing Julie talk about it, it just struck me.

MY life is so…….jaded… no… just… not what it should be. Something happened… Was it my mother’s side of the family fudging over the farm?

SO many things

The reason, of courser, I am so interested in this is because…partially… I am looking for my purpose. Why have so many things happened the way they have; what is my role, then?

Does this have something to do with me “marrying abroad”, is there a need for my love of foreign things? Is that a reason for me to be so indifferent and separate from modern day “pop culture”, for me to rebel against it as I do?

What is it, I wonder?


Am I supposed to reclaim something? Or is the lack of meaning left in my hometown an indicator of my presence being needed somewhere else? I know this is all theoretical yammering and such, but I cannot deny, restrict my thoughts. Though they may be unfounded and perhaps foolish, they are there and need to be expressed.



Or does if have something to do with the way I see things in general?
Is this some sort of…… training?
One hell of a sacrifice…
SO much solitude…
I take responsibility for it, yes, I do.
But at the same time, I can’t take it completely.
What about my parents, my family?
Why didn’t any of my friends roach out to me?
Why is the only person I share intimate feelings with so far away?
Why not someone closer?

Who am I, and why am I seeing things this way?
Why do I feel…… like some character….

I think the answer is because I so greatly desire a grand journey.
But even then, why do I desire such a thing?



Julie’s words today connected the past to the present once more, and there is just so much that came along with it all… I see patterns in things and people, a visual mathematician I’ve been told. But why do I see an alternate life pattern for me?

…Why do I feel like a character…
 
disgust

The Anti-Green-Tea
(microwaved buttered noodles and roastbeef)


11:30 roll around for a while
12 wake up
midnight comes, and I arise from my slumber
And it is disgusting

To wake up cold is one thing
but to wake alone is troubling
No one in my house anyways
no one online, no one close by

Even my cat is in another room
messages from calls, too late to return
lessons, mysteries of my life
always pleading me to learn


.....

this meal is aweful,
yet warm and good
for it is at least a distraction
to my hungry heart

....

And my throat, (ah, Taurus!)
Is sore and foul
I don't like it, I don't want it
More pain for me to bear


and there is more of this story to tell:
 
Actually, I think green tea is just what the doctor ordered - warm, soothing, good for you, and oddly good with cookies as well....


It is kind of cool waking up like this, because I have a lot of time before school. The downside is, obviously, that no one is around at such a time. But all good things can become bad things with an altered perspective... and so to the reverese...

BUt it is about time for me to vent some dissatisfaction....
 
PAIN

RESPONSIBILITY UNLEASHED
(I take responsiblity for many of the things in my life
But some things I cannot. Sometimes I wonder if my taking responsiblity distorts things, because it allows me to believe I actually have something to do with something. I thin this might be a little legnthy)




(BAD echos in my head sometimes when I think about what I am going to write next....)



"If I could,
you know I would
If I could. I would
...let it go..."

Maybe I will let it go now;
accept it and move on by declaring my dissatisfaction.....






............Yet as I begin, I hesitate
I wonder why
Calm before the storm?
Too many thoughts to express just one?
I think that is it...

I can't even let go of them
I can't even wake up
if I never fall asleep.....

(Here goes........)



But you can't know what you never had
what should be
what should have been
what you should have now
what you don't have

pardon me, I mean,
what "I" should have
Yes, me, my I.
only, always
of course
the conceit
The selfishness
Am I a holy man?
I can't even tell you

But I have some holy hell
inside of me, this I know for sure
I know this for sure....

(ggggggrrrrr......... I can't even WRITE this)



Might as well start somewhere and branch out...........


Why?
Why did you do this to me?
My family, you
How could you
Even today
I say hello, greet my grandparents
I receive a criticism, lightly
Yet I receive no farewell
Why?

Why?
Why have you not tried to accept me?
Involve me?
Why have I always been the odd one out
the distant one?
I am beginning to see
that it is not my fault for being so
It is not something I am responsible for
Simply because I have the maturity and reasoning to understand myself
No..... it's not just me
It's you
It's them
It's all of them!
They did this to me.....

They left me broken
They gave me nothing
And where has my family gone?
Where did my ideals come from?
I am truly a cat, for I have no family
I am alone, just as the "prophecies" say I am supposed to feel
Supposed to be.,...

Just like that.
Just like Squall, but even more so.
I hav eno closure.
I have family looming, tricking me with responsiblity
Holy obligation
my reason for my first 18 years
Why I have always done what I have ................


......................................................
..............

.............................

Wait........

So....... it is true...............
I have wasted
so much time
investing into
........... an empty promise......


"FOR HONOR"

"FOR FAMILY"
"IT"S THE RIGHT THING TO DO"

!
BUt it iis all a lie
It is all fake
They don't care about me
They forsake me
They ruin me

They...... appease my prescence
Halfassed attempts at conversation
To brighten the spotlight
On this their family blacksheep
I'm the tallest of the short people
I'm the smartest of the simple
I'm the most athletic of the stagnant

yet I am nothing
Or at least
I have never been allowed to show my talents
my talents
my talents.......

Gym class hero
Never on track
Why?
BECAUSE OF MY FAMILY
Because NO ONE
no one
no one

no one ever supported me
And I was shy and young
And I couldn't do it alone, not then
But at least now I have a fighting chance
At least now I have my own life in my hands
Instead of being dependant on other people
The likes of which may care, but do not deliver their concern

I have never felt so far apart from my family in my entire life
No one knows me at all
That is the way I am, yes, reserved
But especially there.....
With people I don't know
and people who always seem like
They've got something better to do than spend time with me

I want to love them
But I can't ....
I can't establish the connection.

More pain to consider........
More things for me to learn to not care about, not worry about,
not reconize

To learn how tol let them
Fade.....
......Fade.............
Fade away.........



Maybe it started years ago
When my "ancestors" owned the farm
And sold all their land
All their land away
FOr nothing
And now that part of my family, the one
from above.... they have nothing
Maybe hurt.........


"LOVE IS A TEMPLE, LOVE THE HIGHER LAW
love is a temple, love the higher law (cats love laws...)
You ask me to enter
And then you make me crawl
But I can't keep holding on
to what you got
when all you got is hurt"

It is so true, fittting.....

I have done so many thigs for my family
Yet...... they only provide hurt

It's not too late for me
To drag this past out into the light
It is my life, dammit.


Sell the farm on all my dreams
Leave me here with nothing
Leave my future tainted
And so visible is it to me
What should have been
I can't bear to look
I can't bear to look
Because it is so bright

And now I am here,
in the middle of the night
Seeing the truth
seeing the light
Of what was wrong
and what is right
Responsiblity unleashed...

I don't blame them
I just can't stand them
I don't know what to do
and I'm tired of thinking it's my job
To make everything better
Because it's true - I can't do it alone
But no one else wants to
So I am alone

Sell my farm, my land
Sell my future
Make me see....................
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why am I the one who has to see
All the things no one else does
I see it all
the suffering, pain
incompetence
The need for instruction, guidance
The American Tragedy...
Shall I be the savior?

Hahahaha

What a glorious, self righteous idea
explanaiton for my isolation
my pain, the sight which solitude has brought me
Make me wish I couldn't see
BUt I can't avoid it
I cannot avoid it
Because it is just that
What I see.


As I was saying:
Sell my farm, my land
Sell my future
Make me see....................
Move me away
TAke me away - I was supposed to miss something?
Why,
why those two years?
Why those two years?

What was it?
Why....
?
What purpose did they serve?
Other than....
Other than changing the course of my life
Other than making me miss out on
developing normal relationships
with noremal people

And the best part is, I come back
and it is the exceptional situation
it is the exceptional situation,,,,
DAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMNNN

THe prohecies are true.........
The exceptional situation.....
I return to the place I was exiled
I either should hav never returned
Or I should have never left........

But not to leave
AND THEN RETURN!
DAMMIT
All my life
come and go
come and go
come and go
come and go
come and go


Those bastards!!!!!!!!
All I iwanted
All I n eeded
all I craved
all I desired
All that is essential

STABLITY@@@@@@@@@@@@@@!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STABLITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
NONONONONONONONONONONONO




NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO





not for me
not for me not for me
no, no onononoononononno,
no
no no


!!!!!!!

WHY?


Why not?

COme and go
come and go



ONE MAN COME IN THE NAME OF LOVE?
I scoff at my favorite song
(The one thing I love)
Because those words provide empty sentiment
empty kindness to my situation
I am no christ figure
THough I once said I was
I'm was right, thouh
When I said I should not exist.....
Yet I do

So I always wonder
Always wonder
What is my purpose?
Certainly, it must be to spend as much time alone as possible
and write meaningless words on some computer....




BUt I still hat eit
I still feel ike a damn '"character"
You know........

"The mysterious past"
"seeking for answers"
"adventure"
"tainted life"
"something went wrong"
"ancient mysteries"
"seeking the past to find the future"
"seeking himself"
"romance..."
" 'FOR HONOR' "
"Tradition"
"Loyalty"
"Honesty, and the rest of the code..."
"Swords,"
"His father practiced an ancient and deadly martial art"
"Rarity"
"Perception"
"Wisdom"
"Quest"
"PAIN"
"PAIN"
"PAIN"

"seeking answers"



You know, silly things like that......



But of course, the difference is
I won't have an adventure
or some mysical quest
or some romantic adventure
no swords
no nothing
Just reality

Unless I can really hikack rea;lity
then I don't think anything grand will happpen
no mater how likely it seems
or how much I crave it
or how much retribution and compensatio I need
for my solitude and suffering.
INstablity and forsakenness



And I haven't even spoekn abotu some thigns
but that is alright
this is enoug for now......

I'm tired, thoug I woke up an hour ago or two....






 
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Distance

I care
They don't understand
I see

I feel
They act
I know

I wait
They go
I wait

I move on
They move on
I move on

No memories
No past
No reservations

I let go
I go on
I set forth
 
The situation....



2222222222222 [10:29 PM]: i don't really
2222222222222 [10:29 PM]: have the situation for otherwise

JoshuaTreePride [10:31 PM]: I don't know what I will miss in regard to school...
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: lol
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: well
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: if i were there i would definately have an other situation jesse
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: lol
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: i have to go though
2222222222222 [10:31 PM]: bye




Yeah, the title is defitinely better the second time around -
orignal title = (((How to let go (when you are not even sure if you should hold on)))




I don't know
I don't know how to go about this
Is this just
Another waste
For I have never even had a kiss

From her mouth
But her words I have seen and the meaing
Oh, the meaning
Is it merely
Something in the passing, in the gleaming

Summer moon
Do I hate you too, for if I do I just
Do not know
How to sleep
And how to go, for if I must

Let go of you
I don't know how, and I never will
Because I am not
Sure of how
Much I ever held you close, or if I will

In the future
For I am not one who knows
What comes of
Love and what
Stops and goes. For highs and lows

Are meaningless
And I envision you in a summer dress
But even so
I miss you so
But I don't know what stance is best

For if I did
Then I would be able to tell myself
"Hey Jesse..."


"It's all right"



But I cannot.....

...because I have...

made a pledge under red ecplise...

...on a night when hell froze over
And the curse of the baby was nearing end



....And so many things are in my mind...
...Whenever I think of you....



So if you can spare me...
...A life of love...
...and be forever mine...

...the please, my love...
...Come close to me...
...And tell me...........................

"It's............

all-- --right"


..."It's alright..."
 
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THE PAIN


" Think of me, think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once
again, you long to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment
spare a thought for me ...

We never said our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea -
But if you can still remember,
Stop and think of me ...

Think of all the things
We've shared and seen -
Don't think about the ways things might have been ...

Think of me, think of me waking silent and resigned
Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind

Recall those days,look back on all those times
Thinks of the things, we'll never do
There will never be a day, when I won't think of you"
 
.......I Hope I don't turn into a Phantom....


That would be horrible. I haven't had a childhood, and I'm banking on haveing future......


:(
 
U2 Lyrics - Night And Day



Where the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick tick tick of the eye of the clock
You're standing up against the wall
Like the drip drip drip of the rain drops
When the sun shines through
So a voice within me
Keeps revealing you...you

Night and day
You are the one
Only you beneath the moon
And under the sun
Whether near to me or far
It's no matter, baby, where you are
I think of you
Night and day

Day and night
Why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic gloom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
Night and day

Night and day
Under the hide of me
Though such a hungry yearning
Burning inside of me
This torment won't be through
'til you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night
Night and day

Night and day
Under the hide of me
Oh, such a hungry yearning
Burning, burning inside of me
This torment won't be through
'til you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night
Night and day

Night and day
Night and day
Night and day
Night, night, night and day
Night and day
Night, night and day
Night and day



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disgusting doritos



Sweaty bowl
dorito juice...
sap....

sweating cup
leaks
drips
all over

cheap coaster
cheaper cup
cheapest moment

disgusting dorito
hot night
lathergic.....

wasted moment

so many things to do
to want
to write


her
hunger
marriage...
'marriage'
my topic
for my final.....


how Ironic
I word it that way
yet it is all

spilling honestly
spilling honesty
 
Love
part I


So the question is this:

Do you love?


It is not
"Do you love me?"
It is not
"Do I love you?"
no...


Do you love?
Can you love
forever more?
Can you last
a million years
waiting for your true love?

Or is it only
circumstance
a divine wind
from above.....

I need a love
that lasts more than a lifetime
for I realize I can't love
for anything less
anything less
anything less.....


because even when I
"don't feel like it"

I will want to be there
for my love
for my love....



for my love


for my love,
I would cross the ocean
I would wait a lifetime

For the one for me
for the one for me;
for my own
my one
my only

all to me
and no one else
but me


my possesion
my treasure
my joy
my pride
my everyhing
my prize
my reward
my labor
my pain
my struggle
my everything

my love that I love so strong
I would let you go just to be happy
I love you so much

that I want what is right for you
even if it is not me.....


because......


if you are happy, if you are right
then that could never cause me
pain


happiness is a state of mind
but love is a decision
I can only choose to love

not who loves me


That is our decision to make
 
Love
part II - ( I love)


(PRELUDE)
No word
I won't use it
It has no meaning, I suppose


This is it then
The final frontier
This is it...

The word
The only word
The word...

The one word

....whose definition is one I cannot find
in any dictionary....
....whose essence is of what I am, yet like myself, I do not know of the future, nor perhaps even the present or past....
....the one word that is, perhaps, everything, if not nothing but a meaningles word

A word we all claim to know
A word they claim to sing about
A word that is merely a representation of something

that has no physical form
and certainly no letters can form
the one word I speak of......


(END PRELUDE)


--------------------------------
 
Love
part II - ( I love)



(I can't write this now --- I will later, but I have to do other things, and can't give this proper time and care)

to be continued....
 
For Honor said:
disgusting doritos




lathergic.....

wasted moment

so many things to do
to want
to write


her
hunger
marriage...
'marriage'
my topic
for my final.....


how Ironic
I word it that way
yet it is all

spilling honestly
spilling honesty

Dorritos rock :drool:
 
HOLY MOLY>>>>>..........


I just figured it out..... my dads side of the family -----



GG wanted to make sure all her children got a *balanced* portion of love, respect, oppertunity.

Equality, because of a mentally retarded son, obviously called for special treatment

Special treatment called for taking time away from my father.

(GG openly says my father was the only *unexpected* child...)


But this... special treatment.... and deprivation of my father put him in victim mode

He is still a victim... in his own eyes, most. And that is why he resonates a........ the life of a victim.... 45 years later......

I hope I can overcome this and stop the vitimization in my life.....


But I hope Dad can overcome it for himself, as well.
I would try to do whatever I could, but I realize... I cannot control anything outside of myself....


I can only.... try to open doors.
I can't make others walk throuhg them.....








"Sorry, I didn't......"" -------

--------------- !!!!!!!!

I did it right there - I siad "sorry"....
That is the trait, the "being a victim", being apologetic....
it ...... it is in my life... I must overcome it.....
(He always warned me about the "sorry"s)



I put what I wrote here becasue I dpn't know where else to write it down quickly, and also, I ight write about it later.


Can you dig?
 
For Honor said:
mmmmmm doritos........

I like to eat doritos with chopsticks, so that way my hands don't get

"extra nacho cheesy", heh.


mmmmmm....... off to get some Doritos.... :drool:
 
man...... I was totally bitch slapped by Lays potato chips

I wanted doritos
but
I found lays to grab hold of me, and It was awesome


instant gratification;.......

I think I should write bout that
 
mmm, but now my bowl of chips is empty, and I'm wickeed thirsty from eating all of those tasty, fattening chips.

Off to get some water,.......


and more chips :drool:
 
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