Isolated Blurt Thread

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Someone mentioned today that I look like I can beat the shit out of anyone....sigh....my day is made. :cool:
 
I don't know if anyone here has gotten the update or contact, but Sack has sent me an e-mail and gave me a very brief review of his year so far. It hasn't been too good, but hopefully things will get better.
 
You told me to fly with wings made of lead
You said I could dance but chained me instead
Now watch as I soar and twirl in the sky
This is my freedom as I say goodbye.

I poured out my heart on your altar of stone
I slept in your bed but laid all alone
Now I worship more boldly and let sleeping dogs lie
This is my freedom as I say goodbye.

You want things to stay the same as they are
I'll never be happy til I reach for the stars
Now with one final kiss and long heavy sigh
This is my freedom as I say goodbye.
 
totally isolated blurt-
I don't think I like you much anymore. I certainly don't like the way you treat me. And I really wish I knew if it were going to stop because if this is the way it'll be from now on, I'm all done with you. I deserve better.
 
MistressJett said:
I love Tuesday; I get to sleep in on Tuesday. *does the happy home from work dance*
Sleep.... Ahhh the far off memories of a past time so once enjoyed. *sigh*

Sleep some for me will ya please, Sweetness?! :kiss:
 
I have three handmade, leatherbound books on my desk. One I use to catalog my poetry; One I use as a travel diary; And the third I use for random thoughts and journaling --when the mood strikes me.

In all three I write with the fountain pen that was given to me by someone who left a special impact in my life.

It's odd little traditions/quirks/idiosyncracies like these that keep me grounded. I don't know why this is.
 
McKenna said:
I have three handmade, leatherbound books on my desk. One I use to catalog my poetry; One I use as a travel diary; And the third I use for random thoughts and journaling --when the mood strikes me.

In all three I write with the fountain pen that was given to me by someone who left a special impact in my life.

It's odd little traditions/quirks/idiosyncracies like these that keep me grounded. I don't know why this is.

Dang but that is such an amazing quirk. I'm impressed and jealous at teh same time.
 
I don't get you. I don't comprehend what the fuck goes through your brain, Madame. Instead of holding onto one house while selling it and buying another, you pull this shit and move back in with your sister, in a house that you KNOW is crowded. One thing's for sure: this wasn't your husband's bright idea. We both know that he doesn't wear the pants in your marriage. That in itself is not evil, if that is what both of you want.

However, I tell you plainly that I do not understand you. Your choices make no rational sense, and yet I am supposed to somehow believe that you are a sensible person? I see little evidence to that effect. Look what you've done to your kids, damn it! One of them gets hurt, you cover it up, tell him to shut up about it, and then proceed to spoil him to expunge your guilt. The other one you have allowed to get into a locked battle with you for power in the family. About the only evidence of common sense on your part that I have seen is frugality. That's one virtue among several vices. I do not envy your family. I will not meddle. It's your business, not mine. However, I have to say what I think SOMEWHERE, and this is the place for it.

Oh, and in case no one told you, it's disrespectful to address your father by his first name, no matter how old you are.
 
I guess the thing is this: I've tried so hard, in so many ways, and I've made so many excuses. But what it comes down to is this: your indifference is a telling thing, and I need to stop making excuses for you and accept what it's telling me. I only wish I'd known sooner because I feel like a fool for all my effort, and even more a fool for thinking that you actually cared.
 
sophia jane said:
I'd love to. :)
I'll follow you and it will all be good.

Unrelated Blurt: Someone save my heart, k? Cos, it hurts. Way. :(
 
yui said:
I'll follow you and it will all be good.

Unrelated Blurt: Someone save my heart, k? Cos, it hurts. Way. :(

That would be a terrific weekend, the four of us. :kiss:

And to your blurt- hugs, kisses, more hugs. :rose:
 
i fucking wish my stupid fucking knee would just fucking heal so i could go to work and not fucking stress about bills or having to stand and scan shit for 3 fucking hours. fuck fuck fuck.

:mad:
 
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