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It's MY life, don't you forget...

You know what people? Everybody needs to simmer the fuck down. This is my JOURNAL. I write about shit that goes on in my life, but more importantly in MY head. MY thoughts, MY feelings – as whacked and / or delusional as they may be, they are MINE. And damn it all to hell, I'm not censoring them for anybody. I write about the boys I like, the boys who like me, and the boys who fuck me over. Currently there are about five of them. There have been others, and I'm sure there will be many more. I'm fickle, my opinions of the boys change with the fucking weather – one week will be spent gushing about telling two boys I love them at the same time, the next week they don't even make the highlight reel. It's just the way I am & I'm not going to apologize for it. So please, if anyone's feeling particularly tickled or tortured or guilty for having made the list? Build yourself a bridge & get over it already – you're NOT that special. Check back in two weeks & see me yawning over the alphas, in a couple of months you may not even register on the role call... just ask Boy A. And to those of you sitting back & reading this solely to judge my life? Get your own. Or at least have the balls to own up to the moral imperative you're shoving down my throat. If you hate how I live so much, then do us both a favor and don't fucking read about it. /rant

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thewicked3000
Mar. 12th, 2004 04:01 am (UTC)
In the words of Morriessey...
In the words of Morrissey...
Oh, sing your life
The things that you love
And the things you loathe
Oh, sing your life
Oh, sing your life

(Isn't it perfect there is a Morrissey song for *every* situation?