What Are You Thinking? Continued 5

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Wondering how I can eat like a bird while smoking like a chimney and drinking like a fish and still keep walking for miles. I don't know what's generating the energy. It makes no sense that my body is an ongoing enterprise.

I'd say that the latter is compensating for the former.

You always get those stories, "Oh, my old grandad smoked eighty-a-day, drank two bottles of petrol and slept on a bear trap, and he lived to be a hundred." Then, you get people who eat one pretzel and die of a heart attack. Really, it's just the genetic lottery at work.
 
I'd say that the latter is compensating for the former.

You always get those stories, "Oh, my old grandad smoked eighty-a-day, drank two bottles of petrol and slept on a bear trap, and he lived to be a hundred." Then, you get people who eat one pretzel and die of a heart attack. Really, it's just the genetic lottery at work.

You're probably right. But I'll try to arrange to have someone notify you if I drop dead tomorrow. :D
 
I'm thinking this place is nuts. I thought it was meant to be a fun place.

I have had 2 separate women message me thinking I was their ex's new girl. First of all, they are your exes, so why should you care? And second, it is possible for men and women to interact and just be friends.

One of them pretended to want to befriend me just to get to know the woman she thought was his new fling. And she let me know that she will ALWAYS be part of his life. And then I watch her play the victim knowing she's harrassing him. This is totally fucked up.

This should be made into a soap opera. I'm off to work.

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This.
There are definitely people on here I legit do not like and would love it if they left BUT it’s a public forum. I can’t make anyone leave. I suppose I could try to drive them away, but they’re not worth it. So, I continue to post and avoid them and I assume they post and ignore me. This is supposed to be a fun escape. So what if xyz said they’re leaving and then changed their mind? They have that right whether someone likes it or not. When a certain deceased Litster stole my photos and put them on his Fetlife page, I wanted him gone. But, I’ve never publicly disclosed who this was, that I remember anyway, and I still feel like throat punching him whenever someone says something positive in regards to him.

Point being, we can’t control others no matter how much we may want to.
 
I'm thinking this place is nuts. I thought it was meant to be a fun place.

I have had 2 separate women message me thinking I was their ex's new girl. First of all, they are your exes, so why should you care? And second, it is possible for men and women to interact and just be friends.

One of them pretended to want to befriend me just to get to know the woman she thought was his new fling. And she let me know that she will ALWAYS be part of his life. And then I watch her play the victim knowing she's harrassing him. This is totally fucked up.

This should be made into a soap opera. I'm off to work.

Welcome to Lit, where jealousies and derangement run deep. You are quite correct in that this is supposed to be a fun and enjoyable place to escape the day to day reality. Sadly, sometimes you'll encounter someone on here who will make you wonder what in the hell is going on with them. If you haven't yet then you'll soon recognize the importance of the ignore function for the ones who are more annoying or disturbing.
 
Ah the back channel nuts. As I always state at least I am honest and up front. SMH
I am cool with folks not liking me but at least have the courage to be honest about it. To much passive aggressive behavior leads to total chaos. And ya wonder why I point it out so much. P.s I am not one of the girls mentioned. All of my ex’s have become Ys. 🤣🤣🤣
 
Thinking about a young man who joshed me last night about me buying beer and mac n cheese. I joshed him back, and then he started talking to me about a painful breakup. I listened. It's important to let people tell their stories.
 
I feel like I’m in the movie Shallow Hal sometimes.

There are people that everyone seems to find attractive that I just cannot see what they see (not because of physical appearances, so slow your roll before jumping my ass about tearing down people because of looks) but because their personality just ruins it for me.
The meanness and hatefulness that oozes out of them, the snark and biting remarks just makes the outside appearance not appealing in the least


Am I the only one like that?

Nope. Ugly ruins a pretty face but a good personality and kind heart can transform someone.
 
Thinking that maybe the best sex I ever had was when I was committed to making a baby or when I knew a baby had already been made. My mind was free of worries. Except for paying for college.
 
If you're a hoarder, please never die. 🤦*♀️

Truer words haven't been written. I dread the day when a family member finally passes. I will need a leave of absence to sort it all out and several 40 yard dumpsters. The Depression certainly changed the mindset of lots of people about "that might be useful".
 
Truer words haven't been written. I dread the day when a family member finally passes. I will need a leave of absence to sort it all out and several 40 yard dumpsters. The Depression certainly changed the mindset of lots of people about "that might be useful".

I lost track of the number of times this weekend I heard "but look. It's practically brand new! I can't throw it out!"

(As I wiped years of dust from it after dragging it out from the depths of the closet)
 
I lost track of the number of times this weekend I heard "but look. It's practically brand new! I can't throw it out!"

(As I wiped years of dust from it after dragging it out from the depths of the closet)

At my father's place are things that were either given as gifts or purchased and never used because the last one hasn't died a death that can't be fixed in some way. In the attic of the house are all of the household goods from his parents - we could furnish a complete movie set from the 1930's-1950's time frame. There are also household goods from the estate of another family friend and my mom's parents. They were saved for my sister and I but when we asked for them to use, we were told we could have them later. Now I've got a house of my own and don't need any of those things - some of them nice as they are. But damn. When the time comes... Plus, there is another house full of stuff across the street in the house I grew up in that is sitting unused. :eek::eek::eek::eek::eek:
 
Truer words haven't been written. I dread the day when a family member finally passes. I will need a leave of absence to sort it all out and several 40 yard dumpsters. The Depression certainly changed the mindset of lots of people about "that might be useful".

I lost track of the number of times this weekend I heard "but look. It's practically brand new! I can't throw it out!"

(As I wiped years of dust from it after dragging it out from the depths of the closet)

I have already aapologised in advance to my stepson for all the crap he'll have to deal with! That gives me carte blanche to hoard whatever I like now, though, right? :D
 
I lost track of the number of times this weekend I heard "but look. It's practically brand new! I can't throw it out!"

(As I wiped years of dust from it after dragging it out from the depths of the closet)

This is sooooo my mom. She can’t get rid of something especially if it was her mom’s or sister’s or my dad’s. There’s a microwave in the shed from the 80s that she refuses to part with because it’s “new.” 🤦🏻*♀️
 
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