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first ever book i wrote ws called the noise in my head. it was about going on anti’s. the noise was overwelmingly negitive and i really aint. anti’s knocked it down to a dull roar. sunshined through.
i think my purception of alone is false but i dont mind lyin to myself. lololol. ummm mostly peeps who could, KNOW my position and ummmm when not flooded with misery i detect peeps r very respectful and the ones that arent….potencially dont dew well. idk. i guess a combination of respect fear and the certainty that those that approach inapproatrately moi or mine will face their own issues. really it’s the truth that kills . wierdest thing.
and vets. vets kill and i got 117 bucks. sighhhhhhh. driving me crazy.
i dont believe u can stop it. u learn to limit or adjust or ignore….and get the fuck on with your life.
not even sure what role all this plays in my future. certainly i am fasinated by my next chapter as i dont have a clue. for sure a natural idk. reduction. lots i just smile at passing bye anddd meh. i can follow the train or whatever. dont feel any great need to idk i stuggle less and less ever break and really if i had somethin to dew i would bee doing it. i dont spend ALLLLLL my time going what the fuck is THAT. orrr the need to spit it back. some stuff. i think is important and i am allowed an oppion but i never know what is important and i generally have two or three oppions on any given thing.
does seem in reality the people in my nighbourhood and the world i live in the most fun. there was a guy wearing toes shoes and dancing for moi, not to bee missed. but plaid and strips dont go together. laughed all week on that one. seriously i was hoping if i didnt mention the nose pickers they would go away. lmao. seriously buddy if u shove that finger any further up there u will get brains. lmaolmaolmaolmao. crazy fuckin life.
i dew my best to work out issues those who try and fuck me over tend to get trampled. meh, in reality stuff will get dealt with and wounds will heal and lives will go on.
i hate the ones i have to think about. meh. results. change. big happy. agreed. but change is scarry and really i got issues. mostly other peoples issues and my own list grows exponentically andddd i just feels like i will never get time to address my own. i have a whole pile of stuff to consider ….later.
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