My feelings on gay marriage? Lay off!! If I want to marry a nice gay man, I can and I will…and it’s none of your damn business!
Piece of advice…if you do not have a problem with fiber….do not snack on Fiber One bars….they are not in fact granola bars, as the name suggests, they are in fact fiber bars. Snack wisely.
Using the power of interpretive dance I gave someone directions to the post office, I also threw in the meaning of life just to be nice. I think my tears and beating the ground with my fists frightened them….they ran off in the wrong direction.
Integrity…. is trying to do the right thing, because, it’s the right thing to do. Sometimes we do the right thing for the wrong reasons or the wrong thing for the right reasons. Trying to right wrongs for any reason…is integrity too.
Perfecting worthlessness is not an achievement.
Hey “victims”, figure it out! Once you have been shown a way out, being a victim becomes a choice. A selfish, self-absorbed, shameless and undignified choice. I do not feel sorry for you anymore. I’m shedding my last tears for you and it’s not even really for you, it’s for my child. She doesn’t deserve any of this and it’s not fair. That being said, in our house we don’t say things like, “I don’t deserve this and it’s not fair”……I choose not to be a victim anymore and I will be damned if I raise one! We have a happy home and a happy life……we are not victims.
Missing people makes me sad. But alas, I do not hold the key to the door of answers. However, the door of acceptance…….well, it’s always open. Tonight I will go to sleep, excited for what tomorrow may bring me and more importantly……. what I may bring to tomorrow. ♥
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