So, Scott and I did not partake in the L.A. Pride festivities this past weekend. This, even though we had several invites to go up and have an absolutely debaucherous and sleep-deprived marathon experience at any number of parties
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Unfortunately, sometimes in life, shock value is a necessary tool.
Shock value does just what the name implies - it gives you a quick, sudden (yet effective) jolt of energy that gets your attention.
Sometimes, people when stuck in a particular mind frame need to have that frame shattered. Eventually, the frame looks all too common, and eventually it becomes a...
Why am I telling you this. You're Ty. You know all this.
You were right in doing what you did. At the time, you did what you felt you needed to do. Yes, it hurt, but at the time, you needed to do that. It was necessary because if you truly felt you needed to, he truly deserved it. Not to say that I liked what happened, but, I believe it was necessary.
Sometimes, you gotta be a little pompous and show a person what you're truly packing. Eight percent of the time I don't run at my full "metnal capacity". I don't try as hard as I can, I don't exert as much effort in doing things.
When people push on me and more or less put the dare on for me to exert such a force, I do it merely to put them in their place. I've been told my eyes take on an entirely different color when doing this. If something is so wrong that I have to allow myself to a particular level of effort, then the person on the receiving end needs to help them understand just how good a handle I have on things.
That being said (all that from the 18-year-old, of course), this too shall pass. I'm sending good vibes your way.
And you DAMNED well better have fun for me at Pride... ::grins:: You better fuck some hottie in my honor, and I mean that, haha.
After rereading your post, I'd like to say I can totally associate with the comment about rooms of the house and how high school students totally stick to their bedrooms.
I rarely leave mine. haha
Also... this may seem a bit negative coming from me, but it feels almost like Scott baited you into lunch. It feels like what Megan did to me at Baskin Robbins.
Perhaps he did the same thing for the same reason Megan did - she knew if she got me in a public place I wouldn't have been half as powerful in my words as I could have been, especially because she knows I won't get loud in a public place unless I absolutely must, and even then I try to leave.
I don't know if it's just me, but I'd definitely take a look at that. To be all "I love you, please take me out to lunch!! ::smile smile:: and then pull that, especially after deliberately saying how he wanted to go... it sounds... odd.
Shock value does just what the name implies - it gives you a quick, sudden (yet effective) jolt of energy that gets your attention.
Sometimes, people when stuck in a particular mind frame need to have that frame shattered. Eventually, the frame looks all too common, and eventually it becomes a...
Why am I telling you this. You're Ty. You know all this.
You were right in doing what you did. At the time, you did what you felt you needed to do. Yes, it hurt, but at the time, you needed to do that. It was necessary because if you truly felt you needed to, he truly deserved it. Not to say that I liked what happened, but, I believe it was necessary.
Sometimes, you gotta be a little pompous and show a person what you're truly packing. Eight percent of the time I don't run at my full "metnal capacity". I don't try as hard as I can, I don't exert as much effort in doing things.
When people push on me and more or less put the dare on for me to exert such a force, I do it merely to put them in their place. I've been told my eyes take on an entirely different color when doing this. If something is so wrong that I have to allow myself to a particular level of effort, then the person on the receiving end needs to help them understand just how good a handle I have on things.
That being said (all that from the 18-year-old, of course), this too shall pass. I'm sending good vibes your way.
And you DAMNED well better have fun for me at Pride... ::grins:: You better fuck some hottie in my honor, and I mean that, haha.
I love you, Ty. Talk to you later.
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After rereading your post, I'd like to say I can totally associate with the comment about rooms of the house and how high school students totally stick to their bedrooms.
I rarely leave mine. haha
Also... this may seem a bit negative coming from me, but it feels almost like Scott baited you into lunch. It feels like what Megan did to me at Baskin Robbins.
Perhaps he did the same thing for the same reason Megan did - she knew if she got me in a public place I wouldn't have been half as powerful in my words as I could have been, especially because she knows I won't get loud in a public place unless I absolutely must, and even then I try to leave.
I don't know if it's just me, but I'd definitely take a look at that. To be all "I love you, please take me out to lunch!! ::smile smile:: and then pull that, especially after deliberately saying how he wanted to go... it sounds... odd.
Anyway.
I hope I don't cause trouble with this.
Talk to you soon. =D
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