Good Evening
Wow, it's been quite awhile since I updated this thing. I don't know where to begin. As far as my belief system, I don't know where the fuck I fall under. I'm definately not an atheist, I'm not someone you would call a Christian and I don't fall under agnostic. Yes there are times I don't really care but I think I do care in the end. What do you call someone that is so pissed at God that they roll down their car window in the middle of the night and yell, "FUCK YOU!" at the top of their lungs?
I just don't understand why horrible shit happens to me all at once. It doesn't make any sense. I'm not superstitious, but I'm really begining to wonder if walking under those ladders is starting to catch up with me.
I used to believe it was Karma. But I don't think I've fucked up bad enough in my life to have my world to all the sudden fall appart after I've just picked up all the pieces.
Now comes a revelation. I looked at the calendar tonight and realized that I've been wasting my time dwelling about this girl not calling me. I was ready to move on weeks before I actually broke up with my ex and here I am getting worked up about a girl that I probably really don't know. When I met her, everything was so perfect. Probably too perfect. So I can conclude that this was a case of something being too good to be true.
I know one thing. I am done being the gentleman. I'm sorry but the world has just lost a nice guy. I've learned through various sources that women play us guys more than we play them. If I want to date three girls at once, I will god damn date three girls at once and maybe develop a relationship out of one of them which I will stop dating the other two since I haven't been driven to being a complete asshole yet.
Or am I again just way off on this one? Is God just a child with a gianantic ant farm and a magnifying glass?
But I have to ask myself the question, why does something have to be good to be true? Is there some fucking univeral rule that says perfection must always be interrupted? If so, someone give us the manual to the universe because my life is too fucking short to waste my time to figure this shit out.
So Hi... I hope I still have your attention. Yes, I think time will heal and once I reach the point I can stand on my own, something will knock me back down and I will be back to square one. And you'll be treated to one of my rants such as this.
I love you all and I'll see you in hell!
I just don't understand why horrible shit happens to me all at once. It doesn't make any sense. I'm not superstitious, but I'm really begining to wonder if walking under those ladders is starting to catch up with me.
I used to believe it was Karma. But I don't think I've fucked up bad enough in my life to have my world to all the sudden fall appart after I've just picked up all the pieces.
Now comes a revelation. I looked at the calendar tonight and realized that I've been wasting my time dwelling about this girl not calling me. I was ready to move on weeks before I actually broke up with my ex and here I am getting worked up about a girl that I probably really don't know. When I met her, everything was so perfect. Probably too perfect. So I can conclude that this was a case of something being too good to be true.
I know one thing. I am done being the gentleman. I'm sorry but the world has just lost a nice guy. I've learned through various sources that women play us guys more than we play them. If I want to date three girls at once, I will god damn date three girls at once and maybe develop a relationship out of one of them which I will stop dating the other two since I haven't been driven to being a complete asshole yet.
Or am I again just way off on this one? Is God just a child with a gianantic ant farm and a magnifying glass?
But I have to ask myself the question, why does something have to be good to be true? Is there some fucking univeral rule that says perfection must always be interrupted? If so, someone give us the manual to the universe because my life is too fucking short to waste my time to figure this shit out.
So Hi... I hope I still have your attention. Yes, I think time will heal and once I reach the point I can stand on my own, something will knock me back down and I will be back to square one. And you'll be treated to one of my rants such as this.
I love you all and I'll see you in hell!