My hand is swollen and purple. And scraped up.
Clearly, I'm not coordinated enough to walk outside when it's icy out. My hand is proof of that! D;
Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Drama!
I'm not talking theatre... I'm talking the pointless agitation over something that is NOT a big deal. I really don't like drama! Old... New...
Especially old drama. I would rather not drag that around with me. And I especially don't appreciate people that attempt to draw me into old drama too. Such selfish, conceited people. These kind of people need to get lives and do something other than gossip and sneer and whine. Thank you, that is all. :)
Especially old drama. I would rather not drag that around with me. And I especially don't appreciate people that attempt to draw me into old drama too. Such selfish, conceited people. These kind of people need to get lives and do something other than gossip and sneer and whine. Thank you, that is all. :)
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Ignorance Is Bliss... Not
I mean sure, ignoring someone may work out great for you. But when you're the recipient of the ignoring, it gets downright irritating. Frustrating; disappointing; it feels as if the person forgot that you exist!
You play the victim very well
You build yourself indulgent hell
You wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what you wish for because I do
You've got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap
You made your plays
You're so fond of games
You must never lose
~ "I Know Where You Sleep" by Emilie Autumn
You play the victim very well
You build yourself indulgent hell
You wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what you wish for because I do
You've got a fancy turn of phrase
You set your trap
You made your plays
You're so fond of games
You must never lose
~ "I Know Where You Sleep" by Emilie Autumn
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