Live And Let Live

Human beings (especially males) are hypocrites.

Definition of a hypocrite: a person who professes beliefs and opinions that he or she does not hold in order to conceal his or her real feelings or motives.

Upon seeing a gay, homosexual couple across the street or on the TV they will express their utter disgust of those “faggots” and spit on the floor and utter profanities. However later on tonight those same individuals will log onto their computers, bring up a porn site, type in “Lesbians” and watch two or more females going at it for hours on end (or until they receive their own pleasure).

Hypo-fucking-crite.

Do You Not Like Me?

What happened to you as a child?

That is the main question or issue that a psychiatrist, counsellor or shrink will try to get down to. There is research to prove that the problems we may deal with as adults have stemmed from our childhoods. However trying to remember events from our childhood is the problem itself, particularly for those individuals who endured traumatising events and have since completely blocked them out.

I have been contemplating going to talk to a professional to sort out my self-esteem and self-confidence issues. So I tried to do some self-helping and thought about the questions that they would most likely ask me. The obvious ones stem down to what happened to bring on such low self-esteem and when did it happen.

Looking back as far as I could I just couldn’t find an answer, because as far as memory serves I have always been a shy, introverted, quiet little girl who lack confidence.

But then one day it hit me. A little snippet of a memory that is only one piece of this puzzle. 

There’s No Fool Like An Old Fool

Another article I came across that had my blood boiling (think I should stop reading these).

This article has been copied word for word from Daily Mail.

My greedy ex took everything and I’m a bitter wreck:

“My 66th birthday is approaching and I feel I want it to be my last. It all began when I was 15 and met Trevor. My father was difficult and domineering, consequently I married Trevor just after my 17th birthday.

We both became social workers and had the usual ups and downs, but our family life with four children was loving and close. In 2003, on our 40th anniversary, we renewed our wedding vows on a Tobago beach.

In 2004, I had cancer, and during this time Trevor was the most devoted, caring partner I could have wished for. I retired in 2006, looking forward to spending time with our grandchildren.

In 2006, Trevor became a senior lecturer. In 2007, he changed — saying the job was difficult.

He started going to conferences, couldn’t give details, would turn off his mobile at night. You guessed right — an affair with one of his students. At the time she was 28, he was 62. She’d been married twice and had three children by different fathers — the children are the same ages as three of our grandchildren. 

Never Say Never

I would never cheat on someone

I would never touch drugs

I would never steal

I would never commit sins

Those who say they would NEVER do something, are the ones who do that something.

But I Still Love You

Go Back, They Fucked up

LMAO

Source: loldaddy.com

You Want Me To Do What?!

I hate getting told what to do.

Fucking.

Hate.

It.

I hate getting orders, demands, requests etc. Every time I get told what to do, I feel like pulling out an AK47 and shooting their ass.

Why do people feel the need to butt into my life.

Fuck off out.

If people spent the amount of time and effort they spend butting into others lifes, focusing on their own lives instead, everyone would be a hell of a lot happier.

50 Shades of Angry

For a long while now I have been feeling angry. So angry. All the time. The little things tick me off, I have no patience for people and things, I don’t care about anything, my aspirations and goals just don’t matter any more. Looking back at them makes me snicker, I mean who was I to even dream those dreams.

Everything is just bleak.

I tell myself to stop dreaming, what’s the point.

Things I felt so strongly and passionately about are just boring and a waste of time. If you follow my blog you will know that I have a strong aversion and hatred for adultery and cheating (can’t get enough of blogging about it), but now I just don’t care. The other day a thought went through my head: “If I every get cheated on I don’t care anymore, just let it be, I can’t bothered to deal with the drama”.

When that thought popped up in my muddled mess of a mind I was amazed. I have either beat the crap out of that subject and my sub-conscience is literally mentally tired of the issue or/and I am just tired of life and its stresses.

Ok so back to the anger issue, I sat down and thought what the fuck is making me so angry, whatever it is needs to get sorted asap, because the people around me are slowly getting pissed off.

After weeks of thinking around the issue and trying to psychoanalyse myself I realised it stems to one thing. That one fucking thing that had laid slightly dormant for a while before cropping up with a vengance (I am noting a cycle with this).

Players? Games?……But No One Told Me The Rules!!

I have been having a lot of cyber communication and interaction with a certain PUA(pick up artist) recently. You probably know who he is, he definitely knows who he is.

He and I are complete opposites. We argue about every area, topic, issue and belief, but thats why I admire him. I enjoy our debates and lack of agreement. Opposites really do attract.

Firstly I had no idea PUA’s even existed, let alone the fact that there is a whole underground community of them! But that makes sense, a PUA isn’t going to reveal himself and his intentions, that contradicts the whole point of the game. So when I first came across this idea I was shocked, then continued to curse these so called seducers and call them every name under the sun. I mean who do these pigs think they are, going around seducing women and making them drop their panties?! Basically doing everything that goes against my morals and beliefs (I’m fairly traditional and old fashioned for a 20 year old).

When I calmed down and read some of the material posted about this whole game, I came to realise its not as seedy as it sounds. It’s just what every guy and girl does but on a more extreme, sophisticated and higher level.