Monday, June 30, 2014

Text

I text a lot. Disdain the phone. Never have a ringer on.., leave it home, in the car.. Not a big deal. 
Lots is lost on text, if one isn't careful. I've done it; had done to me. Many think I'm harsh via text. Isn't the whole idea to be short and to the point? 

I got one tonight that I mistook, probably. Mb vice versa... It got ugly quickly. What I garnered from this exchange solidified what I've already been thinking.. Cut ties to all you've known before... Fresh; new and different. Past is passed. Some great; some good; some meh and some horrific wastes of time.

Apathy. Now there an emotion I can get down with...lol. Ironic, too. 
My, how people attempt to fuck you with words. Lost on me... You'd have to give a fuck to be fucked with.

So 2 down, about 14-20 malcontents to go. It's time to shed the baggage of these people who don't enhance any part of the life I'm trying to build for my kids and I.  




Day #2 in Suckville

So out of it. Nothingness. Not pain or hurt, but flat. Nothing to say/offer/communicate. Isn't that nice?

Back to square one. Again. This time without a helluva lot of people. Solititude. Me, kids, pooch.. It's enough. Others complicate with feelings and shit. Fuck all that noise. Couldn't care less. Leave me alone, dig? I don't want you to touch me; hug me or come in my personal space. I have no emotion. Not capable.  Leave my name out your mouth and move the fuck on because I have no interest in being who you think I should be. Don't care; won't care and cannot even fathom caring. 
That's all I got. 

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Done

It's all fucked up. All of it. Every aspect.There is absolutely nothing right. 
I don't even want to think about how or when it got to this point. It doesn't fucking matter. I'm here.

So what do I do? Fold? Too easy and expected.. Forge through and pray this too shall pass? Yeah, well that's not working either. No answers. Nobody I can go to with this but me. I don't trust anyone. Zero; zip; zilch... Everyone wants something from me. I'm on empty. 

That's the deal.. Sucks to be me. Tritely understated. 
God help me and mine.