Saturday, March 23, 2013

How This Goes


     Five words can end the world.

Loser: I want to see you

Lover: I can't. I'm sorry. I'm taken forever. With her or not, I'm hers.
I'm in love with that girl. Sorry, but that's how it will always be.

Loser: Ya, someone told me that. I see she cares soooo much about you,
considering how you're living and such.

Lover: You will never understand. I'm in love with her. You have no clue how many
moments that only her and I share. That can only be shared when in love. She has
brought more emotions out of me I've never felt. She is going to be the mother of my
son...... I mean, truthfully, you have no grounds to input your opinion because you don't
know anything about what happens between us besides the bad and all the gossip. She
is the one...... And I will not do anything that's going to jeopardize my chances with her.

Loser: Yes, sir.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

About Silliness

I switched my Facebook privacy setting to only allow messages from people I am friends with. Alas, that does not stop Facebook from allowing such messages to be sent to me. Instead, they are merely hidden within my messaging center. So today, March 3rd, when I went into said folder and found a message sent on February 19th, I was so delighted I hadn't found this obnoxious message earlier. It read:

"Next time you wanna step into something that has nothing to do with you, id think twice. When you thought its ok to punch a complete stranger who is not sober at all, you fukked up. Word is your a psycho bitch, but trust if I would have Been there when you punched my drunk ass best friend your shit woulda got rocked. And when her sister tries to stick up for her and yu think your soundin all bad, you really just made yourself sound like an uneducated illiterate dumb bitch. Really "gay bitch" and sayin yur gunna throw a baseball through their moms window...grow up..or learn to talk shit because yu apparently dont kno how for such a "psycho bitch". Funny thing is, if Kara was sober, yu wudda been fukked up. There are way more psycho bitches than you, so if yu dnt want shit fukked up yu should take this piece of advice and think twice before yu hit random ass ppl.
K.Thanks"

    What I found most ironic was that this random girl was inserting herself into a situation that is, in fact, irrelevant to her life completely. This girl called me "illiterate", which means unable to read and write. That was the biggest word she used in the whole paragraph! The only thing I could do was scrunch my eyebrows together and let a smile creep across my face in confusion.

    The next thing I found remarkable was the fact that she brings up the other girl was drunk. It happened at a party. Everyone was drunk. She wasn't the token trashed one while everyone else was in a sober circle singing "Kumbaya".

    Lastly, I can, and will, never respect anyone who only talks smack via le internet. To me, it's an obvious character flaw that's interpreted as being too scared to handle a situation in person, to which I can only say:

A tiger doesn't lose sleep over the opinion of sheep.