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Showing posts with label bad choices. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad choices. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Dear Lying Cheating Womanizing Slut Muffin

A leopard doesn't change its spots and most of the time a slut doesn't learn to keep his/her pants up. Sometimes good people get tricked because we want to believe they've changed. They probably haven't. He's still a slut, and I'm the idiot who gets my heart broken. 

Like my dear old grandma once said "Judas Priest, don't these fool men ever learn?"

She said this when the first guy she'd dated since her husband passed away almost 30 years ago tried to maul her after they'd had dinner.

No, Gram, some of them never learn. I thought my heartbreak must have learned, being as he's nearly 60 years old now. 

(Course you might think the stupid 50 year old woman would know better by now than to trust so easily.)

Never going to get fooled again. I'll spend the rest of my life without. It's easier on the heart.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Death on Two Legs


Some people really just need this song dedicated to them.

You fucked me over, you fucked a lot of people over, but Karma will get you. And when it does, I'll laugh. 

You think you're all that, but you're not.

You could have been special, but you chose to be a sleaze instead.

Your loss, Baby.

I wish I'd never fallen for you. Made the same mistake years ago, but never again. I still hurt, but I'm getting over you. And I won't make the same mistake a third time.

Sayonara, and kiss my ass.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Unless its Crocodile Tears

Then there's the crocodile tears cried by dudes afraid of losing Old Reliable when they get caught cheating. They don't want to have to go through divorce court. They want to have their cake and eat it too. Fuckers!

Yeah, I was with one of those. Nobody will ever have the chance to do that to me again.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Something I Need to Work On

I've always said that if you want to do it and it isn't hurting you or anyone else, do it.

I did not get that from my family.

My family was the kind of family where you always needed to justify what you were doing. If it served no practical purpose, you would get no support.

I have tried not to impart that horrible feeling to my own children.

It's one thing to encourage someone to have a practical trade that they can do while working on the arts. But at least let them choose a trade that they like.

I got pigeonholed into nursing, and I hate it.

Let your kids be themselves. Don't try to force them to be who you think they should be.