I really want to quit posting for today and I really want to visit all my friend’s blogs and I really want to make some really witty and cool statements so that they will really love me…and yet… I cannot shut the fuck up.
But I always tell me, I say, “Hey! Me! You can make new friends out there!”
I say, “But I love the friends I have already made.”
“Fuck ’em! The other me says.”
I grow some balls and kick my ‘other me to the curb.”
Why? Because a friend lost, hurts me.
(You thought I was gonna say ‘really’ didn’t ya?)
Especially, if it comes from my vanity and my stupid forgetful lazy neglect. That hurts the worst.
Because, that one… should be preventable.
Therefore I leave you with this (Yes. I did have a point)
How many out there feel or felt upon one time, that you were just a “Doll Part?”
(Yeah, that sounds gay)
And NO Offense to any of my gay friends out there: it is just an expression. (I think–if it offends–let me know)
(Really–now you just knew–I had to slip that last one in, under some covers)
Get over it.
Answer the question and move on.
*End of Rant*
Below is a visual aid:
Ed. Note: Lance is one stupid son of a bitch.
This video below is significant to many of my friends who have suffered domestic violence. In the dark recesses of my feeble fucking mind, I knew this, yet I put the video in anyway.
Why? Because I love Love (Courtney)
That is no excuse. I need some sensitivity training. I am going to leave the video in this post, but now for different reasons: People Need To Wake Up To The Fact that here in this country and all over the world, there are women being abused.
Right NOW. Something has to be done. To quote Christopher Hitchens:
“The quickest way to end poverty is to empower women. Empower woman. Give them control of their reproductive bodies. Give them education. Let them have jobs.”
That is a paraphrase. But you can Google it, or I will do it for you. Next time I edit this stupid, thoughtless, insensitive post.
New Ed. Note: As promised hours ago…
And here we go with….Lenny!
And Yes! I am going to continue to post shit that is on my mind. Ad nausea!
“Awareness is caring for us!”
Do you care?
On a personal note:
I have been to Africa. I have worked with many Africans during my time working in the Mid East. I have heard their stories. I have seen. I am not some bleeding heart Baptist from Po’Dunk (is that a place?). I have traveled some. I do not often re-blog, but when something moves me, well, y’all just know I am full of opinion… Sorry the second vid got skewered, but you may visit the original page.