Sunday, December 5, 2010
I never have enough middle fingers
With all the bitches in my life, I can never seem to find enough middle fingers to go around these days. In one area, I walked away from the bitch of bitches thus removing myself from the rest of her pod; and on the other hand walking away never gave me the opportunity to tell them how I really felt. Years of persistent and purposely induced isolation, lies and fabrications about my characters followed by the ultimate betrayal; the "I love you" phrase that everyone needs and wants to hear. I have learned never to say these words unless they are truly meant. It can be so damaging to someone when they learn "I love you" was said out of pure hatred and, even humor; thinking it is funny to lead someone to believe they are loved when they're not. I am what I am and I have learned that approval is not needed from anyone by any stretch of the imagination. You either love me for me or just get the fuck out of my life. Period. No more petty games, no more "I'll talk to you later's" and then don't, no more playing to see who can piss me off the fastest. That's pretty much over. The only thing I wish I could do is shove my middle finger in your face and tell you what a petty, dirty, disgusting person you are for all that you intentionally do. I dare you now, try me. Try me now.