They dont measure up.
People are selfish, rude, abnoxious, immature, fake, and often boring. First off, if you are a girl and are not 21 do not come to me at a bar or club and ask me to buy you a drink. I am not going to be used by you. I hate people that only use you for there bennefit, guys and girls. For instance, usual Riddle scenario....I am having some friends over from work, church, school and such...some guys I kinda know from school learn of it. So they start telling me "we" should hang out sometime, yeah but after my little get together (cant call it a party) is past so are they, history. That is fine, who needs surface friends. And girls, just because we hang out a few times, it doenst mean I am wanting to hook up, start a relationship, or screw around. It takes A LOT of hanging out to even consider a relationship. See alwaysaware's lj to hear a simular story, as usual her and I are living parallel lives.
I am tired of people making assumptions and judgements on me when they dont even know me. Yes I have a lot of liqiour in my apartment, yes I like to go shooting and have a modest collection of firearms, yes I dress in Wranglers and western style shirts some time, yes I am in AFROTC, yes I dress like Abricrombie....but I am not an alchoholic, in fact I rarely drink and when I do I maybe have 2 usually one. I have the my collection so when people come over if they want a mixed drink I can make it, call it the bartender instinct. No I am not a redneck or violent crazed person. I just like to shoot, the sport of it. If anyone doesnt understand let me take you to the range, after you try some target shooting you too will love the challenge of it. Again, no I am not a redneck, I dont speak in a southern drawl, I dont fly the rebel flag, and I am not from backwoods Ga. I am just get back to my farmboy roots some times. I am not a Military freek who lives, eats, and drinks military all the time. I do however love my country and am willing to die for it. I am not a preppie need to fit in rich kid..I am who I am, and if I am not worth your time to get and know, that is fine. I will get along just alright.
I am tired of trying to force myself to form to societies curve, I am not willing to compromise who I am for the sake of acceptance. I will meet you half way. If you need to kick me in the ribs and tear at my soul, that is fine. You do what you need to do in order to smile in the mirror. I have peace, I have joy...and I know that there is someone out there that wants to connect to me in a way that can not be described. Someone who will want to know my everythought and me hers. Keep looking up. Keep swinging if you have too, keep taking the blows if you have to....Keep looking up.
I am tired of people making assumptions and judgements on me when they dont even know me. Yes I have a lot of liqiour in my apartment, yes I like to go shooting and have a modest collection of firearms, yes I dress in Wranglers and western style shirts some time, yes I am in AFROTC, yes I dress like Abricrombie....but I am not an alchoholic, in fact I rarely drink and when I do I maybe have 2 usually one. I have the my collection so when people come over if they want a mixed drink I can make it, call it the bartender instinct. No I am not a redneck or violent crazed person. I just like to shoot, the sport of it. If anyone doesnt understand let me take you to the range, after you try some target shooting you too will love the challenge of it. Again, no I am not a redneck, I dont speak in a southern drawl, I dont fly the rebel flag, and I am not from backwoods Ga. I am just get back to my farmboy roots some times. I am not a Military freek who lives, eats, and drinks military all the time. I do however love my country and am willing to die for it. I am not a preppie need to fit in rich kid..I am who I am, and if I am not worth your time to get and know, that is fine. I will get along just alright.
I am tired of trying to force myself to form to societies curve, I am not willing to compromise who I am for the sake of acceptance. I will meet you half way. If you need to kick me in the ribs and tear at my soul, that is fine. You do what you need to do in order to smile in the mirror. I have peace, I have joy...and I know that there is someone out there that wants to connect to me in a way that can not be described. Someone who will want to know my everythought and me hers. Keep looking up. Keep swinging if you have too, keep taking the blows if you have to....Keep looking up.