May 05, 2004 09:31
This is my journal and I can write whetever the hell I want in it. I don't get angry with anyone for saying bad things about me in their journal, or even in someone else's journal... even when they go as far to call me a "dick" in a friends journal for teasing them about something that was rather minuscule in the long run of life.
My journal. My words. My feelings. My life. Don't like them, then don't fucking read them. Thus far nothing can destroy what has already crumbled inside me from months past. It is just like "beating a dead horse". There's no use in it. Go ahead and bitch and whine about how mean of a person I must be and how terrible I am to girls, but honestly, if you knew anything about me... I don't get angry or upset without a cause. I treat guys and girls the same, as far as the respect they deserve. The only exception is that I would NEVER hit a girl, slap a girl, or kick one. I'm just irritated with one girl in particular... That doesn't mean that I am angry at all species that are built to bare offspring. I mean, seriously... thats like me bitching at a cop for arresting a guy with over an ounce of weed. IT MUST BE THAT THE COP HATES ALL GUYS. The guy obviously did something wrong, even though it didnt directly affect me, he did something that was dumb and deserved to be charged. I don't get mad at the cop... the one just telling it how it is.
So far, prior to the "hate list" and the "Megan and Loren situation", something happened that gave those people dishonorable names. You can say I stooped to their level by typing this, but do realize... ITS MY JOURNAL! I've talked to Loren a bit and thus far he understands.
So the Moral... STOP WHINING ABOUT ME!
Adam