read with caution please
so here it is in a nut shell:
I don't like it when people disrespect me.
disrespect
n 1: an expression of lack of respect [syn: discourtesy] 2: a disrespectful mental attitude [ant: respect] 3: a manner that is generally disrespectful and contemptuous [syn: contempt] v 1: show a lack of respect for [ant: respect] 2: have little or no respect for; hold in contempt [syn: disesteem] [ant: respect]
re·spect
tr.v. re·spect·ed, re·spect·ing, re·spects
To feel or show deferential regard for; esteem.
To avoid violation of or interference with: respect the speed limit.
To relate or refer to; concern.
esteem. key word esteem. respect creates esteem. with disrespect, there is no esteem.
es·teem P Pronunciation Key (-stm)
tr.v. es·teemed, es·teem·ing, es·teems
To regard with respect; prize. See Synonyms at appreciate.
To regard as; consider: esteemed it an honor to help them.
ironic, esteem is a part of respect. appreciate, as in "I appreciate you", is also a part of esteem which in turn is a part of respect.
I won't carry on with anymore definitions because i feel you all know where i'm going with this. I've done somethings i regret, such as:doing drugs, selling drugs, sleeping with so many girls, seperating from christ, lying, manipulating, stealing, feeding false information to people. I'm not searching for simpathy for these things happened long ago, they took their toll long ago. some things are hard to break from when you have no rule, no guide, when you've got nothing. Sure, I have money. Money doesn't mean anything to me. What you people don't understand is that I'd give up my house, my truck...everything...just to have one girl i cared about care about me. i'd live in a cardboard box for the rest of my life if somebody could guarantee love and sernity to me. All you see is money. Maybe because thats all i've got. Maybe thats because you're jealous. Well, i can't help the fact that i was born into a rich and powerful family. Thomas Hyatt Noble...not the name i chose, it was the name i was given. Like the money..I didn't ask for money, i never have. it was given to me. what do you do with things that are given to you? you accept them. well now i'm rejecting them. i was given a bedroom in a nice house, in a nice neighborhood, in a nice part of town. so i met these "friends". i didn't choose to meet the people i did, they were almost given to me for the shear fact that i didn't choose to live where i did, and i didn't choose the lifestyle in which i was raised. Well now i'm working for myself. Starting things on my own. You take a step from the birdbath to the deep end and we'll see how you swim. i'm tired of having no control of my life, i'm tired of being hurt. i'm tired of feeling pain. i'm tired of shitty friends and back stabbers. who can i trust? who can't i trust? what is trust? trust is priceless. everything else can be bought, but not trust. trust is the most valuable thing. you know why? because trust cannot be bought. so you think all i care about is money, you think i'm happy because i have money. if i had money, shouldn't i be happy about my nice car? shouldn't i be happy about all my guitars? shouldn't i be happy cause i bought a hot girl a nice purse? shouldn't i be happy because i have everyhing i want? No. I drive a modest truck. I earned my money to buy my band equipment, when i could have just asked for it. I don't care about hot girls, i don't want a hot girl. i want a beautiful girl, and beauty comes from within. I don't have everything i want because i don't have comforting arms to hold me as i fall asleep, i don't have heart to listen to.
Bryan Murphy. Thats a whole nother rant. I feel responsible for his death. Why you ask? Because he called me that night asking to hang out, asking for a ride. I told him i had already been drinking and i couldn't drive. I was sober. I was lazy. I carried his coffin a week later.
Kaitlin Patricia Preble. A truly amazing girl. I love her to death, and always will. Why things didn't work out, i don't know. it bugs me everyday. it eats me up everyday. but hey, thats life. things go on eventually, right? everything is just a matter of time for time is constant.
Two names. Two people. Twice the guilt. Twice the pain. I've got nothing to gain. this is my story. I'm not saying its better, worse, harder, easier, or that much different from yours. This is my story. This is who i am. These are my feelings .Take them or leave them, these thoughts are continually running through my head along with so many other thoughts. You see lots of text, all the the letters of the alaphabet, from a to z. Open your eyes. this is just the tip of the ice berg, can't you see?
I don't like it when people disrespect me.
disrespect
n 1: an expression of lack of respect [syn: discourtesy] 2: a disrespectful mental attitude [ant: respect] 3: a manner that is generally disrespectful and contemptuous [syn: contempt] v 1: show a lack of respect for [ant: respect] 2: have little or no respect for; hold in contempt [syn: disesteem] [ant: respect]
re·spect
tr.v. re·spect·ed, re·spect·ing, re·spects
To feel or show deferential regard for; esteem.
To avoid violation of or interference with: respect the speed limit.
To relate or refer to; concern.
esteem. key word esteem. respect creates esteem. with disrespect, there is no esteem.
es·teem P Pronunciation Key (-stm)
tr.v. es·teemed, es·teem·ing, es·teems
To regard with respect; prize. See Synonyms at appreciate.
To regard as; consider: esteemed it an honor to help them.
ironic, esteem is a part of respect. appreciate, as in "I appreciate you", is also a part of esteem which in turn is a part of respect.
I won't carry on with anymore definitions because i feel you all know where i'm going with this. I've done somethings i regret, such as:doing drugs, selling drugs, sleeping with so many girls, seperating from christ, lying, manipulating, stealing, feeding false information to people. I'm not searching for simpathy for these things happened long ago, they took their toll long ago. some things are hard to break from when you have no rule, no guide, when you've got nothing. Sure, I have money. Money doesn't mean anything to me. What you people don't understand is that I'd give up my house, my truck...everything...just to have one girl i cared about care about me. i'd live in a cardboard box for the rest of my life if somebody could guarantee love and sernity to me. All you see is money. Maybe because thats all i've got. Maybe thats because you're jealous. Well, i can't help the fact that i was born into a rich and powerful family. Thomas Hyatt Noble...not the name i chose, it was the name i was given. Like the money..I didn't ask for money, i never have. it was given to me. what do you do with things that are given to you? you accept them. well now i'm rejecting them. i was given a bedroom in a nice house, in a nice neighborhood, in a nice part of town. so i met these "friends". i didn't choose to meet the people i did, they were almost given to me for the shear fact that i didn't choose to live where i did, and i didn't choose the lifestyle in which i was raised. Well now i'm working for myself. Starting things on my own. You take a step from the birdbath to the deep end and we'll see how you swim. i'm tired of having no control of my life, i'm tired of being hurt. i'm tired of feeling pain. i'm tired of shitty friends and back stabbers. who can i trust? who can't i trust? what is trust? trust is priceless. everything else can be bought, but not trust. trust is the most valuable thing. you know why? because trust cannot be bought. so you think all i care about is money, you think i'm happy because i have money. if i had money, shouldn't i be happy about my nice car? shouldn't i be happy about all my guitars? shouldn't i be happy cause i bought a hot girl a nice purse? shouldn't i be happy because i have everyhing i want? No. I drive a modest truck. I earned my money to buy my band equipment, when i could have just asked for it. I don't care about hot girls, i don't want a hot girl. i want a beautiful girl, and beauty comes from within. I don't have everything i want because i don't have comforting arms to hold me as i fall asleep, i don't have heart to listen to.
Bryan Murphy. Thats a whole nother rant. I feel responsible for his death. Why you ask? Because he called me that night asking to hang out, asking for a ride. I told him i had already been drinking and i couldn't drive. I was sober. I was lazy. I carried his coffin a week later.
Kaitlin Patricia Preble. A truly amazing girl. I love her to death, and always will. Why things didn't work out, i don't know. it bugs me everyday. it eats me up everyday. but hey, thats life. things go on eventually, right? everything is just a matter of time for time is constant.
Two names. Two people. Twice the guilt. Twice the pain. I've got nothing to gain. this is my story. I'm not saying its better, worse, harder, easier, or that much different from yours. This is my story. This is who i am. These are my feelings .Take them or leave them, these thoughts are continually running through my head along with so many other thoughts. You see lots of text, all the the letters of the alaphabet, from a to z. Open your eyes. this is just the tip of the ice berg, can't you see?