A scream rings off in the distance,
Was it me?
I can't tell;
Everything moves too quickly to know,
There is blood on my hands
I've killed a man
But, was he the last to scream
Or was I?
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Monday, May 9, 2016
Shit talk comes from assholes
People always talk shit, but sometimes it gets to you..
Recently I've been dating this guy and at the time we started talking we worked at the same place. Our co-workers didn't know anything was going on until I quit my job there and we started being more public with our relationship. Everything has been really great here in the past six months getting to know each other and spending a lot of time together and going on adventures. I've loved spending every moment with him on our little grand adventures. He's taught me how to grow as a person and be open to new and exciting things. I've experienced new types of cuisines, gone above and beyond my comfort zone, and traveled to places I've only dreamed of visiting. That being said, our relationship is great, and nothing gets to me about what other people think about us being together because we have good energy and are very supportive of each other.
So today, I had the day off and I wanted to see my boyfriend for a second to ask him a question because his phone is always off when he's at work. I went in for a few minutes with one of my best friends and I stood where he could see me, but one of my old co-workers came out to see what I needed. We chatted for a bit and then I got the information I needed and left. Later this afternoon when my boyfriend got off work he called me and we chatted for a little while and he mentioned that the co-worker that I spoke with had said some really degrading things about me after I left.
It's honestly not worth repeating, but the whole point of the little comments was that I wasn't good enough to be dated. I was a low piece of meat, and I didn't have a chance at being successful. Normally that wouldn't hurt my feelings, because this man is a complete moron. His life is in shambles and he has nothing better to do than make snarky comments about people and point out their flaws because of his own insecurity's. But this honestly made me very angry. I'm not sure if I'm angry because my boyfriend didn't defend me, or because all of our co-workers now think that we're just in a friends with benefits relationship because my boyfriend doesn't tell all of his dirty information with them. The red head in me was making a plan to blow up this fuckers car, but I decided to work off the anger instead to better myself and prove him wrong. It honestly doesn't matter what he thinks, but it just pisses me off to think that people still look down on me when they don't have a pot to shit in.
One thing that's always made me determined is my enemies thinking that I'm weak and fragile, because then I can show them how ruthless and savage I really am under all this sweet innocence. Good luck to the next man who calls me a crazy bitch, because they just might get a taste of just how crazy I really am.
Recently I've been dating this guy and at the time we started talking we worked at the same place. Our co-workers didn't know anything was going on until I quit my job there and we started being more public with our relationship. Everything has been really great here in the past six months getting to know each other and spending a lot of time together and going on adventures. I've loved spending every moment with him on our little grand adventures. He's taught me how to grow as a person and be open to new and exciting things. I've experienced new types of cuisines, gone above and beyond my comfort zone, and traveled to places I've only dreamed of visiting. That being said, our relationship is great, and nothing gets to me about what other people think about us being together because we have good energy and are very supportive of each other.
So today, I had the day off and I wanted to see my boyfriend for a second to ask him a question because his phone is always off when he's at work. I went in for a few minutes with one of my best friends and I stood where he could see me, but one of my old co-workers came out to see what I needed. We chatted for a bit and then I got the information I needed and left. Later this afternoon when my boyfriend got off work he called me and we chatted for a little while and he mentioned that the co-worker that I spoke with had said some really degrading things about me after I left.
It's honestly not worth repeating, but the whole point of the little comments was that I wasn't good enough to be dated. I was a low piece of meat, and I didn't have a chance at being successful. Normally that wouldn't hurt my feelings, because this man is a complete moron. His life is in shambles and he has nothing better to do than make snarky comments about people and point out their flaws because of his own insecurity's. But this honestly made me very angry. I'm not sure if I'm angry because my boyfriend didn't defend me, or because all of our co-workers now think that we're just in a friends with benefits relationship because my boyfriend doesn't tell all of his dirty information with them. The red head in me was making a plan to blow up this fuckers car, but I decided to work off the anger instead to better myself and prove him wrong. It honestly doesn't matter what he thinks, but it just pisses me off to think that people still look down on me when they don't have a pot to shit in.
One thing that's always made me determined is my enemies thinking that I'm weak and fragile, because then I can show them how ruthless and savage I really am under all this sweet innocence. Good luck to the next man who calls me a crazy bitch, because they just might get a taste of just how crazy I really am.
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