Harpin' on the same shit
I'm thankin' my sweet Christ that I can trust my close friends. Know why? 'Cause I can't trust anyone else. Period. And nor should I trust anyone else. You could gladly call me paranoid, because I may just take it as a compliment. I try to be friendly towards everyone.
And if you're reading this in distaste, than you probably don't like me. And that's ok with me. I don't need to concern myself over emo bitches who choose to call me a "martyr" totally out of context. Or anyone else that decides to use various adjectives to describe me.
i.e. "pussy", "loser", "dick", "dickhead", "faggot"
You catch my drift. I'm not afraid of your insults, and I'm not afraid of you. Or your friends. Or any such threats any of the said people could ever make towards me. I don't fear death. Can you make the same claim with honesty? Not unless your life sucks hardcore. And that'd have to be pretty hard.
Which means you'd have nothing to lose. And people like that are not only crazy, they're dangerous. Which's why I like personal defense, especially in the case of weapons. Feel free to ask me about it. I'm like that for a reason. It's not paranoia. It's safety.
So, for all those who can put themselves under my category of "enemies", do yourselves a favor:
Back the fuck off.
It's business, not personal. If I had beef with you before, I probably don't harbor any resentment. Unless, of course, you still do and you're still trying to act macho about it. I know of one such person. I let it go awhile ago, and it affected me more. Maybe you should do the same. There are, sadly, some things I won't be able to let go.
If only life were perfect.
-Nick
And if you're reading this in distaste, than you probably don't like me. And that's ok with me. I don't need to concern myself over emo bitches who choose to call me a "martyr" totally out of context. Or anyone else that decides to use various adjectives to describe me.
i.e. "pussy", "loser", "dick", "dickhead", "faggot"
You catch my drift. I'm not afraid of your insults, and I'm not afraid of you. Or your friends. Or any such threats any of the said people could ever make towards me. I don't fear death. Can you make the same claim with honesty? Not unless your life sucks hardcore. And that'd have to be pretty hard.
Which means you'd have nothing to lose. And people like that are not only crazy, they're dangerous. Which's why I like personal defense, especially in the case of weapons. Feel free to ask me about it. I'm like that for a reason. It's not paranoia. It's safety.
So, for all those who can put themselves under my category of "enemies", do yourselves a favor:
Back the fuck off.
It's business, not personal. If I had beef with you before, I probably don't harbor any resentment. Unless, of course, you still do and you're still trying to act macho about it. I know of one such person. I let it go awhile ago, and it affected me more. Maybe you should do the same. There are, sadly, some things I won't be able to let go.
If only life were perfect.
-Nick